...has been prohibited from fueling it's forge with coal and hardwood charcoal can't be found either, only dried dung remains to fuel my forge. Fortunately, it's in great abundance from the large herds of intellectually-castrated steer-citizens hereabouts.
Apprentice! Shovel more shit on that forge-fire and lean into that bellows! I'm trying to work this soft iron of a language into some steel-armored words which might inspire this Nation to offer adequate resistance to our cruel overseers.