“It’s a reminder,” he said. “If I lose it, I remember the price.” He thought of the first time he’d ever held a coin — a child's jar of allowances, stolen in a fit that tasted like liberation and fresh teeth. For him, the dime had become a relic: the small, honest theft that justified the complicated ones.
Jace didn’t answer. He realized the coin in his pocket had a new weight now: not merely a relic but a responsibility. Hail to the Thief had become a banner for all the city’s grievances. The Chorus had lit a fuse, and the city’s long-quiet ordnance was beginning to ignite. One.Cent.Thief.S02E01.HAIL.TO.THE.THIEF.1080p.A...
“You saw it?” he asked.
“You can’t control a chorus once they sing,” Mara warned. “Once the people start to chant, they add verses.” “It’s a reminder,” he said