[ WP ] Write a murder from the perspective of a cheerful inanimate object

Usually I collide with the wide spectra of soft to hard, meaty trunks to twigs, but today I met some sort of different wood. It didn ’ t splinter as much as I thought underneath my sharpened edge which Master had the pleasure of sharpening two days prior. Very clean cuts indeed, as Master raised me above his head yet again, with just the weight of my plate bringing much of the force to chop this newly found wood. It was unlike any other I had seen in my 30 years knowing him. It reminded me of the apple trees that I have cut down many a time, soft bark easily pierced by my dulling blade with every stroke. Easily I broke through this bark. It was this core that was harder than I expected. And it felt like we have been at this forever, surely we can ’ t still be on the same tree.
