Silver Ring

I walked along the cold stone threshold near the courtyard door. On the gray stone, a flat silver disc lay alone. Not a coin. It had a round hole right through its middle, like an empty belly. I crouched on my knee joints, nervous. I tapped the edge with one red claw. Clink. It slid across the stone, smooth and heavy. I picked it up with both hands. It felt cold, like my own metal. I lifted the circle in front of my face sensor. The tall wooden door fit right inside the tiny round opening. It has no motor and no axle, but it holds a circle of the world inside.(Editors note: I am extremely sorry for his look, can't control it ig. I'll understand it if you guys don't like this video)