
This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://swordscomic.com/comic/DXCVII/
No wonder it only cost him a dime.
OOOOHHH, a sword of RHYME.
When he got it, it was covered in grime.
At its prime, by sublime design , its power was chaotic and unexpected, yet benign and divine.
Ohhhhh… it’s supposed to be “no rhyme or reason”!
That took me too long.
I didn’t get it at all. Thanks so much for pointing that out!