Nor do scholars know exactly what the original sword looked like.

She hated sounding like his mother, but the sword looked dangerous.

The sword on his hip still looked out of place, to her.

"I'd appreciate it, for now, if you would forget about what my sword looks like."

In the boy's hands, the short sword looked enormous.

The sword slung along his back was certainly real looking.

The minister's sword looked every day of his seventy-eight years.

But swords all look very alike to pacifists like me.

The sword looked strange with him still in a slave wrap, but no one felt the urge to laugh.

Give him a few hours, and this sword would look like any other.