When I looked down at the spear I could feel a connection to it, it was as if it was trying to talk to me, to communicate.
However I could not interpret it, not now, it felt as if our connection was still too shallow, though that did not stop me from lifting my feet from where they stood, sitting in the ground, and getting up to test the spear out.
Within a second I was in the stance that I had adopted for so long, the spear was held tip to the ground as I looked straight ahead.
My eyes pointing forwards I thrust out, the weight of the spear barely holding me back. If it was the spear from before I would have barely felt the weight of it but now not only was it heavy but I could feel the sensations that it felt.
It was as if some spiritual bond was formed between us. Just as I could feel what the spear felt, so too could it feel my response and with that it made me adjust my stance slightly.
