I counted tonight. A hundred and three cipher decks, a hundred and three relics. Even, and I never once tried to balance them. The glow just handed them over in its own rhythm until the two piles stood level.

This morning I called the first few junk. Still nobody will pay a single crystal for any of them. I don't care anymore. I found them, they're rare, and they're mine.

I laid them out in two neat rows on the floor and looked at them longer than I needed to. Then I picked them back up and went back to the terminal.