{"id":106,"date":"2024-02-24T17:20:55","date_gmt":"2024-02-24T17:20:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/storytimebyrk.com\/?p=106"},"modified":"2025-11-07T02:34:17","modified_gmt":"2025-11-07T02:34:17","slug":"the-curse-of-the-coin-of-antiquity","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/storytimebyrk.com\/index.php\/2024\/02\/24\/the-curse-of-the-coin-of-antiquity\/","title":{"rendered":"The curse of the coin of antiquity"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignleft size-full is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/storytimebyrk.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/IMG_0995.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-107\" style=\"width:315px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storytimebyrk.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/IMG_0995.png 1024w, https:\/\/storytimebyrk.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/IMG_0995-300x300.png 300w, https:\/\/storytimebyrk.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/IMG_0995-150x150.png 150w, https:\/\/storytimebyrk.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/IMG_0995-768x768.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<p>Genre: Fantasy<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Plot: An antique shop owner discovers a cursed medallion<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Words to use: dealer, chipped, time, history, bric-a-brac, possessed, power, wake, spirit, speciality, value, enslavement, relic, collection, rare.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I have always loved old things from furniture to&nbsp;<strong>bric-a-brac<\/strong>. Things that have a&nbsp;<strong>history<\/strong>, even a dark one. The&nbsp;<strong>chipped<\/strong>&nbsp;bowl from long ago had a wonderful story to tell about someone that loved them long ago. Each item had their own&nbsp;<strong>spirit<\/strong>&nbsp;and charm. It was my inspiration into becoming an antique&nbsp;<strong>dealer<\/strong>, a natural evolution of my life.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The opening up of my own shop was quite an event. A dream fulfilled for me. My&nbsp;<strong>time<\/strong>&nbsp;at the shop was joyous for me, collecting lovely items to pass on to others to enjoy. My&nbsp;<strong>speciality<\/strong>&nbsp;was old coins. They were my passion once. Many people would ask for my assistance in understanding the&nbsp;<strong>value<\/strong>&nbsp;of their&nbsp;<strong>collection<\/strong>, be it coins or other things.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Part of the fun of collecting was going to auctions and jumble sales. Treasure hunts as I\u2019d like to call them. I would often find such nice lovely things mixed in with a lot of garbage. Often I would never know exactly what I was buying. It was a game for me. Sometimes a disappointment but it was the times that I found a treasure were made it all seem worthwhile. What was especially satisfying was finding that one&nbsp;<strong>rare<\/strong>&nbsp;item amongst the trash.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>One particular find took me down a road of both discovery and trepidation. It was a coin that looked like no other. I was stumped. I quickly took it to another professional, a historian. Sally was my friend from long ago. Another life. I knew a lot about coins myself but this was possibly a&nbsp;<strong>relic<\/strong>&nbsp;of some kind and I needed to get it into a specialists hands.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI am so glad that you brought this to me, Jane.\u201d Sally said as she was looking at the coin under her magnifying glass, holding onto the coin with gloved hands. She turned it over to look at the other side of the coin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHere take a look\u201d, she handed me the coin and magnifying glass. I took it with my gloved hands to see what she was seeing. \u201cThat symbol right there is significant. It is an ancient curse. This coin has&nbsp;<strong>power<\/strong>, an enchantment over the owner. The other side talks about&nbsp;<strong>enslavement<\/strong>&nbsp;to this curse.\u201d We both giggled at the thought of being&nbsp;<strong>possessed<\/strong>. Ridiculous.&nbsp; &nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI think I will leave it with you for now, Sally. I don\u2019t want to take any chances with that.\u201d I told her incredulously. I never believed in that nonsense but it was best for her to hold onto it for further study. I got a bit of tingle like the&nbsp;<strong>wake<\/strong>&nbsp;of a ship went up the back of my neck but I ignored it. I thought the coin was beautiful but it was where it belonged and I felt grateful that it was in competent hands.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I didn\u2019t see much of my friend Sally after that day. She disappeared later that night, never to be found. A mystery to this day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Copyright \u00a9 Rachel D. Knepp.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means\u2014including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods\u2014without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations used in reviews or critical articles.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Genre: Fantasy Plot: An antique shop owner discovers a cursed medallion Words to use: dealer, chipped, time, history, bric-a-brac, possessed, power, wake, spirit, speciality, value, enslavement, relic, collection, rare. I have always loved old things from furniture to&nbsp;bric-a-brac. Things that have a&nbsp;history, even a dark one. 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