Prompt

First, the wood. Dark wood, worn smooth by forgotten hands. The shafts, the grips, the bowed backs of resting bows. Wood that creaks softly in the draft of a half-closed door. Then the iron. A rack against a stone wall, crowded but orderly enough: a longsword with a plain crossguard a broadsword nicked along the edge two daggers, twin and unfriendly a misericorde, thin and patient a heavy war axe, wide-bladed and blunt with use a hand axe for closer arguments three spears, straight and quiet a p