You touch a nonmagical weapon. Until the spell ends, that weapon becomes a magic weapon with a +1 bonus to attack rolls and damage rolls.

Your incantation is but a breath, your gesture a casual beckon to the weapon. In this magic, willpower eclipses elaborate rites. Intent pulsates through you, and the spell yields to the sheer force of your purpose.

I Cast Magic Weapon
As my hand graces the weapon, an anvil's resounding clang fills my thoughts. Iron's taste tingles on my tongue, and forge-fire warmth caresses my brow. The once mundane object now gleams with sterling silver energy, an enchantment woven from my very essence.