'Zip, zap'
The lightning crackled.
'Zip zap'
The lightning snapped.
'Zip zzzz…'
The lightning failed to pop.
The lightning coiled around the metal object.
The object held visible cracks forming a web on the flat part of its metallic surface, its edge had become chipped and bent, but the lightning coiled in those cracks.
Lurking and unwilling to let go, it knew the blade it was on was useless now, but still it continued to seep within as it listened to the blade's tales of its master.
It slaughtered hundreds in its first bout and it was also broken, it was only to be expected, the blade was not made to be wielded by a true master.
The blade knew it was unworthy of its wielder but still it wished to be held and be of use once more, it was it's only wish, to return to those master full hands.
It lay buried in the ground beneath the fallen land, a thin stream of water rolled over its broken handle that snapped in the fall.
