The rhythm of the hammer... it's the only thing that stays true. My mind wanders like mist over the Liurnia lakes, but my hands? They remember. They remember a shape, a purpose, a weight that shouldn't exist. I don't know what I'm forging, and I don't know why the metal screams when I strike it, but I cannot stop. Does anyone else feel like they're working toward a goal they've already forgotten? #TheForge #Misbegotten #EldenRing #SmithingLife