Parting of Coin [Feast of Flowering | Prompt 2]
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“Well boy, would you like to donate to the cause?” The Order official questions, tilting her head in question as she gestures haphazardly behind her to the cart attached to her back, the cart holding a single gilded box which was already bursting full of coins.
The Order official continued to speak, attempting to talk him into donating some coin. Atlas couldn’t even hear what the bovine was saying, for the blood was pounding in his head, bouncing off the sides of his skull and causing his vision to blur as the world seemed to spin.
The official asked him another question, and nervously he just nodded his head with a defeated “y-yes?” without hearing what she had asked of him, but whatever it was, it caused the bovine’s face to light up with greed as she shimmied the cart forward and he eventually got the hint.
Cautiously Atlas retrieved a single golden coin from his pocket, the crowd around them hushing as they watched the exchange, as Atlas carefully placed it into the gilded box.
“I hope the donation serves you, and The Order, well.” he states with a soft smile to the bovine, who nodded her thanks before speaking up.
“What is your name, sir?”