Haven't seen it in a long time, BIG CLICHE

"Hey Doravoli, you can't carve that wood like that!" William grabbed the flat chisel and the piece of blue ironwood out of Doravoli's hand.

"You never listen to what I say! Look at it again and pay attention." William began to get angry. Today was two weeks after he started teaching Doravoli blacksmithing. The two of them had almost reached the middle of the rocks. They were a little slow, but it was an acceptable pace.

William held the piece of blue ironwood in his left hand and tucked it between his knees. Then he supported it firmly with his left hand and began to "float" the flat chisel on the surface of the blue ironwood with his right hand.

"Look, if you hold the flat chisel like this, none of the lines you make will be crooked. You have a strong body like mine, so this shouldn't be a problem for you. But you stubbornly insist on holding the flat chisel sideways, and that causes you to make little notches in the wood. Doravoli, if you want to do something of quality and worthy o