Gary ran the little black blade in and out several times.

He stroked a hand down the bloody length of the black blade.

She brought the black blade beneath her attacker's big belly, driving the point clear to its heart.

It had a black blade that looked like sandblasted glass.

A heron stood on the black blade, too, a bird so dark as to be nearly invisible.

He brought Dirge to them, holding the long black blade up.

The planes split out of their tight black blade, choosing targets.

The black blade licked out and a man died.

He checked the big black blade, then slid it back into its scabbard.

That day, when a blue glow had surrounded the black blade.