Golden Bell
Then there was the little matter of the trinket she carried…
Rain slipped her hand into her frayed leather jacket and pulled out a red rubber ball. A lopsided smirk curved her lips as she peeled it apart at the seams and spilled the contents into her palm. As heavy as gold, the intricately carved metal ball slowly warmed in her palm. Topaz gems winked at her from their settings, inviting her to touch, to wake them from their slumber. Giving in, she held the device next to the bedside lamp, giving it just enough light to operate.
With a hum, the device lifted from her palm and hovered, slowly rotating. The gems lit up, began their opening notes.
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