Dwarven Soul – The Hammer Swings and The Sparks Fade

Limited Edition

This page last updated on 2016-12-26

Coin Name :     Dwarven Soul

Edition Name:     The Hammer Swings and The Sparks Fade

Finish:     Black Nickel

Years Minted

2014 – 50 coins

The Dwarven Soul coins are 2 inches in diameter and have their own custom icon. This edition features red and black glass with a black nickel finish. Glass melted onto metal in a furnace is an ancient artistic technique known as cloisonne. Cloisonne is known not only for its timeless beauty, but for its extreme durability. This coin will be treasured for many generations.

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They passed into a chamber that was completely dark and judging by the sound of the echoes, large beyond imagining. It surprised Math that it would be so dark because the Dwarves had countless ways to light a space. They produced lamps that would illuminate for hours, days, or even years. They also grew fungus that would produce various colors of light for as long as the fungus lived, but this chamber had no light at all except for the totally inadequate light of the rock oil torch. All that Math could see was a tile floor that obviously continued far beyond the tiny circle of light created by the lone torch.

 

Remkkel held up the strange torch in a way that made Math think that the Dwarf was afraid of it. He walked behind Math and said “do not look at me or the torch.” Like a brainless deer, Math continued to watch as Remkkel used the rock oil torch to light the strange torch. He held the flame to a gray piece of rope on the torch’s top which then caught fire with thousands of sparks. Remkkel glanced up and saw that Math was still looking. He yelled with a combination of anger and fear, “LOOK AWAY YOU SIMPLETON!” Math immediately turned his head in the opposite direction as the sun rose underground. The light given off by the strange torch created a terrible and sickening day. The light was harsh and stark and it flickered in a manner that immediately made Math’s stomach turn. What he saw kept going from bright to dim in a most horrific way. But Math was still filled with a frightful and marvelous awe. This sun torch was a wonder that Math would always remember because it truly rivaled the intensity of full daylight, but that is not what gave Math dreams both beautiful and horrible until the day that he died. It was what the light revealed.

 

Stretching before Math and Remkkel was a stone bowl many miles in diameter and filling the bowl was a city. There were mansions, courts, castles, temples, parks, boulevards, streets, towers and beyond those were more of the same. The city was larger than any city Math had seen before or after. It was lovely and it was dead. Math Tried to explain in later years to countless people what it looked like, but he could never find the right words. It was a child snuffed out by fever. It was a young couple killed before they could truly know what their love for each other meant.  It was a valiant warrior rotting alone on a battlefield. It was a beautiful maiden dead in her sleep. This city had once been alive and now it was a carcass. No poet, no song writer, no painter, would have the power to capture what Math felt as he stared at the corpse in the stark light.

 

Behind Math, Remkkel spoke, “The hammer swings and the anvil remains constant. We once thought that Dwarves in Midgard were constant. We believed that we were like the mountains and that we were like the anvil. Yet it seems that the hammer swung and we were sparks that quickly fade and are extinguished. Where have the sparks gone? I no longer see them.” The sun torch flickered one last time and the light died down until it was fully gone. Remkkel and Math sat in the darkness and neither of them said anything further.

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