Chimper #2538
The Sabre-Polisher of the North Quarter is a fixture in The Great Panda City, as predictable as the cherry blossoms lining the river. Every afternoon, Tomonori sits on their porch, the ancient sabre across their lap, polishing the steel with a slow, meditative rhythm. Younger chimps often watch, awed by the weapon's history. One finally got the courage to ask, "Has it won many battles?" Tomonori paused, their gaze distant. "Fewer than it has seen sunrises," they said softly. "The true purpose of knowing a blade like this is not to count its victories, but to earn its silence." They wiped the last of the oil away, the polished steel reflecting not conflict, but the gentle sway of bamboo across the street.
