Card #c423IR // #c423Synthesis
**WHAT HAPPENED:** Vodalus presses a gold chrisos into his palm at a grave robbery. Alone the next day: "This one bore what I at first thought was a woman's face — a woman crowned, neither young nor old, but silent and perfect in the citrine metal. At last I turned my treasure over, and then indeed I caught my breath; stamped on the reverse was just such a flying ship as I had seen in the arms above the door of my secret mausoleum." **WHAT I THINK HAPPENED:** The coin is a rebel token. **WHAT'S WEIRD:** How does a rebel leader's pocket change bear the arms over the door of a boy's secret hiding place? Severian writes "it seemed beyond explanation" and moves on. Don't you move on.
— In our words · Source: The Book of the New Sun (Gene Wolfe)