“Concentrate, Jamie,” Mitsuyu said from beside him. “Look inside yourself to find the blade that you want to craft.”
Jamie was sitting with his legs crossed and trying to do as Mitsuyu asked. After showing him the workshop, Mitsuyu took him through another tunnel towards the back of the shop. It led them to a picturesque alcove with greenery everywhere and a waterfall that roared into a spring below it. Jamie wondered where all the water went, but he figured that was a question best asked later. Mitsuyu told him that this place was sacred, and he’d blessed it. Here, he would come to meditate and visualize each weapon he crafted before touching hammer to steel. Now, he wanted Jamie to do the same.
Jamie was a little confused because he’d spent quite a long time thinking about this sword,
