For my short story I will post the first paragraph to get people interested
In a cave a sword floated in mid-air. As if it was a human it began to sing. "The river is flowing, flowing and flowing. The river is flowing back to the sea." A man in black robes entered the cave. He made a grab for the sword but it flew just out of reach. He casted a spell to try to capture the sword but the spell failed. Once again a voice emanated from the sword but this time it was not singing. "I am not yours to take sorcerer. I belong to the children of the prophet."
