#vanar $VANRY
At three in the morning, I slumped in my chair, the light from the screen piercing my eyes painfully. The margin call notifications popped up incessantly like obituaries—three years of savings turned to ash in this round of plummeting prices. My fingers still trembled from entering the leverage multiple.
The sound of the wind mixed with snowflakes outside made me almost want to open the window. My phone suddenly vibrated; it was the brother who introduced me to this world but had long since exited: "Do you remember when we mined our first Bitcoin, and you said this was called 'believing in the future'?"
I was stunned, catching sight of that 2013 physical Bitcoin commemorative coin on the table, its edge already worn shiny. The snow had stopped at some point, and a faint light split the horizon. @Plasma
At three in the morning, I slumped in my chair, the light from the screen piercing my eyes painfully. The margin call notifications popped up incessantly like obituaries—three years of savings turned to ash in this round of plummeting prices. My fingers still trembled from entering the leverage multiple.
The sound of the wind mixed with snowflakes outside made me almost want to open the window. My phone suddenly vibrated; it was the brother who introduced me to this world but had long since exited: "Do you remember when we mined our first Bitcoin, and you said this was called 'believing in the future'?"
I was stunned, catching sight of that 2013 physical Bitcoin commemorative coin on the table, its edge already worn shiny. The snow had stopped at some point, and a faint light split the horizon. @Plasma