The year 2017 marked the birth of Rusty Dragon Forge within the confines of a suburban garage—a sanctum alive with sparks and dreams. It was a humble genesis, an inkling that hinted at destiny's design, as I sought refuge to breathe life into the burgeoning creations within my heart. With each harmonious clang of hammer meeting anvil, a symphony unfolded, giving rise to both ornate marvels and utilitarian treasures.

Across seasons that danced akin to flames in the forge, my artistic voyage found its true course, weaving seamlessly through the grand tapestry of craftsmanship. Like a dragon's metamorphosis, the forge underwent its evolution—transcending from a mere pastime to a steadfast vocation. The molten passions crystallized into a heartwarming collection of exquisite knives, intricate adornments, and captivating objet d'art.

The culmination of this artistic pilgrimage materialized at the heart of Shelby, North Carolina—a haven forged with unwavering devotion. Every inch of its walls resounds with tales of steel and fire, a sanctuary where Rusty Dragon Forge breathes, pulsates, and dances to the cadence of creation.