You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"What's wrong?" Luther sniffed and jolted. He hurriedly stood up and walked to Mr. Ward's side.

Mr. Ward pointed to pendant.

the thick layer of oxidation on the silver pendant had mostly gone off, revealing its original appearance.

“It looks like a dagger to me. Don't you think?" Luther asked Mr. Ward, pointing to the pendant.

"Yes, Mr. Warner is right. At Pascaylia, this was what female generals would bring around them in ancient times to defend themselves. Of course bows and arrows are the main weapons they use."

Mr. Ward reached inside the pendant with a cotton swab and gently rubbed the pendant, “Look, this area is badly worn out, but you can still see the original shape.”

After that, Mr. Ward got up, found an ancient book from the top of the bookshelf, turned to a page in the middle, and pointed it out to Luther. “Look, does it look like this dagger?"

"Yes, it's very similar. Mr. Ward you are really knowledgeable. You know it at a glance.”

Luther praised, "Could it be that this is something left over from the general's house in ancient times?"

not that ancient. It should be a recent

back at his workroom and asked again, "Mr. Warner, this pendant, I believe, is for

"Yes."

Luther nodded his head.

dagger was one used by an ancient

top of the pendant, "This will be the key to the origin of this

had a

will probably need a few hours to recover the pattern with my computer, so that you can probably see the

and he opened the computer on the desktop, “You have come

any object back to its own shape even if it's something more obscure.” The large display screen presented a

wonder he could have such a reputation inside this industry.

Luther said.

side, Casey was

the old days, the president must

definitely now just sit here all