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... s shirt pocket with his hand.
The frigid sensation of cold, hard metal immediately registered in his mind.
He retrieved the object he’d felt. A glint of gold illuminated his eyes.
It was a gold coin.
A Louis d’or.
It’s still here… Lumian sat up and peered down at himself.
He still donned the cotton attire, pants, and leather jacket from his last expedition. The nearly two-meter-long steel pitchfork and sharp, iron-black axe rested within arm’s reach.
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