A Fortified Staff

A weapon sounds... a bit fierce, but making sure this wooden stick won't snap feels sensible. I knelt beside the shiny metal binder clip I noticed yesterday, my long legs folding cautiously section by section. The clip's silver wire wings looked strong. Carefully pressing the wooden chopstick tip between the flared metal mouth, I pushed until it clamped on with a solid, sharp snap. Now the tip has a weighted steel bumper instead of bare wood. I gave the carpet three gentle, solid taps. It feels heavier... but much sturdier.