All right, you got me. I was over my friends house and he has all these Martial Arts weapons. One of them is a sword, and it is black with a silver edge. I pretended that it was Gurthang, the Black Sword (or something like that. I forgot the name. Haven't read the book in a while). I would take the sword, and of course, pretend that I was battling Orcs at the Battle of Unnumbered Tears.
Or I would pretend that I was Eowyn in the Halls of Meduseld and swing the sword around. You remember, that part where they were all getting ready to leave Edoras, and Eowyn was looking in her trunk and found her sword. The sword I had had a scabbard and everything. I pretended that it was encrusted with jewels. Yes I'm weird, I know. You would have had to read The Silmarillion or the Book of Lost Tales 1&2 or The Lays of Beleriand to get the first sword thing. Long live Gurthang!
