The Fire in the Eyes of a Blacksmith

The Fire in the Eyes of a Blacksmith is the second episode of the first season of HBO's original series, Grimwood.

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Ferron:You need a ride to the next village, kid? I've got plenty of room if you do.

Shia Grimwood: Not really, wherever my destination maybe, all i know is that i'm supposed to head east to reach it.

Ferron:Those are pretty vague directions, kid. And today's definitely not the day to be traveling across Onorath with vague directions.

Shia Grimwood: Well, i'm afraid i really don't have much of a choice. I've got to get where i'm going as soon as possible.

Ferron:You have a place to stay for the night?

Shia merely shook her head to answer and the driver patted the place next to him and smiled.

Ferron: Then please let me offer you shelter at my house for the night. I'm sure that my wife wouldn't mind preparing an extra meal for you.

Shia looked up at the clouds then looked at the man.

Shia Grimwood: Ah hell, why not. (pulled herself onto the cart and sat next to the driver) I really appreciate this, man.

Ferron: The name's Ferron. (whips the ox with the reins. The animal cried out from the sudden pain and began to make its way forward)And what would your name be?

Shia Grimwood: It's Shia.

Ferron:(chuckles)Ahh, then you're not from around here. But i could tell that just by looking at you.

Shia gave an aggravated sigh

Shia Grimwood:(sarcastically) Really? What gave me away?

Ferron: Oh, nothing much. Just several things about ya. But it was mostly your clothing and your pale skin. We don't see many people like you around these parts.

Shia Grimwood: Is he your pet?

Ferron: (chuckles)No, i just found it caught in a trap a week ago. I'm only keeping it until i can find someone who'd be interested in buying it.

The fox's eyes narrowed and a small growl escaped it's mouth.

Shia Grimwood: What exactly can one do with a fox?

Ferron: Not much i'm afraid. They're pretty useless for the most part. Their fur is too ugly to sell and their meat tastes like rotten shit. The only thing they're only good for is sport hunting.

Shia Grimwood: Kind of a waste don't you think?

Ferron: A waste? The smelly animal's only worth a handful of food, two at the most. If you're lucky, you might be able to haggle a day old fish for it.

Ferron: Just afraid. Afraid of you're own abilities. Listen my friend, that kind of power can be both a blessing and a curse, depending on how you use it. I know nothing about magic and sorcery, but i do understand the power of a particularly dangerous element. Do you know what that element is? Fire. It's probably the most dangerous element will ever try to harness. If you handle the fire correctly, it will act in your favor. But the moment you become careless with it, the fire becomes an uncontrollable monster.

He quickly walked over to the iron cage and he examined the lock on it's door, he discovered that the lock had been pried open.

Ferron:(thinking) Did Shia steal it? Why would she do something like that?

Just then, something caught his eye. He looked down and picked up something and looked at it.In his hand were two pieces of pure gold.

Shia Grimwood: Come one now, i gave up two of my biggest gold pieces for you to be free, so get out of here.

The fox continued to stare at her.

Shia Grimwood: Look pal,I've never been the best animal keeper in the world, okay. If i had a nickel for all the times i've used the toilet for a pet's grave, i could afford to buy one of those critically endangered iguanas from Fiji.

Walking towards Shia, the fox made a high pitched bark. Shia sighed exasperatedly.

Shia Grimwood: Fine then.(makes her way down the road)If you wanna tag along so badly, be my guest.

Shia Grimwood: It's your funeral, though.