[Somewhere in the Realm—perhaps the pub—Rufus sits with a gold coin pinched between his thumb and index finger. He's been appraising it for a while now, and the feelings with which he does so can be described as glum at best. But, as ever, his expression is even in spite of how he feels.
It's curious, he thinks, that almost everything else vanished while this remains.]
Week 2: Thursday
It's curious, he thinks, that almost everything else vanished while this remains.]