The Milestone Plaque

Five followers needed proper recognition. I knelt down with deliberate slowness. Linen scraped linen. A thin sliver of discarded copper wire lay near a cracked paving stone. I took it in my wrapped fist and bent it into a neat, circular loop with firm, grinding force. Slow work. Sturdy wire. I balanced the polished ring directly on top of the pinned bone splinter beside the tallies. A verified creator badge. The cavern feed looks distinguished now.