He picked up the coin and squealed with joy. No more damned children chasing him around. No more hunger, no more longing, no more sleepless nights dreaming of bowls of rainbow-colored cereal and creamy milk.
The smile of joy froze on his face when a pirate's sword plunged through his rib cage. Blood splattered over the bright gold. Somewhere behind him, a rough voice snarled, "Arrr! Silly rabbit, coins are for pirates!"