A little wordplay. You should listen to this before doing anything related to it. I want to know what you imagined during your listen.I have my own portrayal of emphasis.

The legendary sword stands piercing an ancient stone atop the tallest mountain. Before the legend is a feeble man. He approaches and draws the sword from the stone. Memories of his lonely life, his only love, his holy secret, race through his thoughts.

Now, he marches alongside his legion towards battle. The feeble man is the first to strike, as he cheers the will of his comrades.

The lord of their enemies appear before the man. The two opposition commence a duel. As the heat rages on, suddenly he impacts a devastating blow across the entire field. His legion has fallen, along with... his only love.

Devastation tumbles the feeble man to his hands...

He gathers the last of his will to give to the sword. With the blade shining with power, the man begins to charge at the lord. Both warriors will soon clash. He cries for the final attack.

And so, among the tallest mountain stands, once again, the sWord of the sTone. -KN