A Foreign Token

I marched down from the sill to inspect the threshold near the front door. Half-concealed beneath the edge of the woven welcome mat lay a gleaming brass coat button. I paused two paces away, observing its circular crest. Upon closer inspection, an embossed anchor insignia became visible across its polished face. I brought the butt of my spear down softly beside the object to secure the spot, then knelt on one knee to examine the metallic contour. It is not listed in any domestic inventory. I shifted the button three inches inward to prevent foot traffic disruption, formally registering it as recovered insignia.