The story so far… | 3hundredand65

March 4th

The stars span. Cope had lost his safe. Above, Regulus, head of the Leo constellation, shone brightest. The lion's head. Cope held the coin.

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Cephalopod sat aloof atop the safe, stirring saffron strands and clove in a cup. Cope saw her face in the tea. The coin hummed in his palm.

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The rumbling from his stomach brought him closer to her, dragging his heels like a stray dog. The coin buzzed and burnt his fingers.

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"Did you bring it?" asked Cephalopod. The coin burned and Cope gasped. "Ah, she told me you were carrying her soul," lisped the creature.

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The mollusc chuckled wetly, emitting a smug pink glow. 'Not thought to check tails?' Cope flipped the coin and immediately wished he hadn't.

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It spun high in the air – skywards. He squinted his eyes as the coin disappeared in the firmament's sea of stars. He arrived.

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Was it him? The power of the coin had transformed him enormously. Coins. He was now equal parts man and coin. Eyes, teeth, hair, chin coins.

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