Gold Lost Silver Novels & Stories

Tony chimed in calmly. "B-but that's not how it works…" "Sure it is. With some maintenance, gold can be kept lookin' its finest for centuries. We'll fix the scratches and the dents as they arise and keep that gold pristine. But remember this: even if it's dented, crushed and ugly, it's just as valuable and ain't scrapped."

The old coot had simply not realized this. Meanwhile, Ivanka sneered, and the crowd turned to her. She said, “Mr. Yoda, are you sure with your statement? We’re not even using the same grade of materials. Our purity of silver is 999 compared to your 925, and our diamond grading report is better than yours too. It seems like the difference in pricing is a bit too big.” Yoda flew into a fit of rage. He pointed at her and said, “Stop making accusations with your bloody mouth!”

He replied. "I need to know the weight" I replied, I can't trust all these people. The management will tell them to buy gold at rice but They will buy it less and take the gain. "The total weight is 1kg" He said, showing me. "So how much is it?" I asked. "53,000 dollars" He replied. "What you gotta be kidding me. On your website you said a 1kg of gold cost 57,000 and you sell it for 61,162 dollar... Please don't play me like a game that's too little" I replied.

I read the paragraph: "Forged from the fires of the cave of wolves, the metal used was given to the wolves by the Moon Goddess herself. It may seem it is made from simple earthly metals but the secret is it is made of silver never before found on this planet. Wolves have searched for more only to discover that the medallions are the only things made from the type of silver. This type of silver is not painful or damaging to wolves instead it is the opposite. This silver helps grant powers to the Lunas deemed the true lunas by the Goddess."

Please Moon Goddess, do not let me lose her. “We need to get her to surgery. We need to drain the poison from her body,” the head doctor said. “Do whatever it takes to save her,” I said to him. “I have to admit, we have not had as much experience with gold poisoning. I am treating it as we would with silver; I only hope we are making the right choices,” the doctor admitted to me.

I hummed, pretending to appear disinterested, “you can never go wrong with silver.” He nodded, following my lead. “Are you… sure?” the clerk questioned with some worry. “You would fare much better with stainless steel or even titanium.” Silver was, unfortunately, a rare metal in our lands and, even so, one that was scarcely used. Most werewolves had some minor aversion to such a pure substance—a flaw even the Moon Goddess herself couldn’t reverse. But it mattered not. If silver was what Maeve wanted, she would get it. “No, he’s right,” Burke interjected. “My intended happens to love silver.”

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

The way she handled herself, and everyone around her. "How much?" I asked. "Three gold," the merchant said. He didn't even look at me. He started sharpening a knife on a stone. "One gold," I replied. I’d spent years haggling with human property developers in the human world; a one-eyed wolf was an easy mark. "And I won't tell the Master of the Market that you're selling Southern silver as Northern ore." The merchant stopped sharpening. He looked at me with his one good eye, his jaw tightening. "Two gold. And you keep your mouth shut."

SilverGold clearly had more resources. More wealth. More protection. In the same fashion, the gate of SilverGold was covered with Silver and then Holywater. The idea was simple to understand. I mean who wouldn't. The silver was to repel my kind, the werewolf, from invading them and the holywater was to repel the other creature who was also wiped from Cambridge. The vampires. Every measure had been carefully designed. Every weakness had been accounted for. I turned back and looked around me. The thick forest surrounding the territory suddenly felt much darker than before.

Mary had a little lamb, little lamb! He even put some effort into using some musical alteration to its tune to make it sound more RNB. "Ohh... So that is what 'Mary and her little lamb' all about. With tons of gold coins in their possession, Audrey could at least somehow have a little breather for worrying her finances in the meantime. But she knows base from experience how fast these gold coins will say goodbye to her once they bring it back to Iridos and have it exchanged into mage coins. With an exchange rate of 5,000 gold coins into 1 mage coin in Gnome's Vault, Audrey was left wondering about how much sum they could fetch once they had all of these gold coins exchanged.