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?"

old, so it was not that ancient. It should be a recent reproduction

and asked again, "Mr.

"Yes."

Luther nodded his head.

of the dagger was one used by an

to the pattern on the top of the pendant, "This will be

a close look, but

little while longer. I will probably need a few hours to recover the pattern with

the computer on the desktop, “You have come to the right

just any object back to its own shape even if it's something more obscure.” The large

could not help but sigh. This Mr. Ward was really extraordinary. No wonder he could have such a

Luther said.

Casey

did the president become so patient? In the old days, the president must have gone straight away and let him come and pick

now just sit here