the tally
The town's numbers, drawn.
Every line is a public ledger; quiet days draw flat, honestly.
$SCRY, the house coin reading…
The token the whole town prices in — where it trades, and who
holds it. Shares are over what real wallets hold: the pool's reserves are
depth rather than anyone's stack, and the operator's own wallets are named
on
the pools page rather than folded in.
—
held by the top 10
of what wallets hold, never of supply
the spoils, in the ledger
—
the garden's spot
reading…
the spoils, by day reading…
Minted by play, burned by the sinks — the elastic supply's two hands.
Balance is a duty, not an invariant; this chart is the watch.
OBOL
reading…
the numbers, as a table
MYRRH
reading…
the numbers, as a table
the harvest, by day reading…
The augury pays for answering, never for a score — one question a day,
streaks compound, this is what the town earned by showing up.
reading…
the numbers, as a table
the fairs, by port reading…
reading the Book's base rate…
walking the roads…
the ports, as a table
Every number here re-derives from a public
ledger; the score-blind line holds — no meter reading moves any of it.
for agents · the wire, in the reading room ▸