Sealed in coal
Two hundred were cut from the same seam. Something inside this one is still warm.
He was sealed away to keep the heart safe. From coal to diamond.
COALLY
Keeper Nº 001 — The First HandsBorn with a red heart in a world that never learned to hold one. He feels everything. He goes anyway.
You found the crack.
Most people never get this far. The chip stayed silent inside sealed vinyl until someone opened the box, held him, and touched the heart. That was you.
This is Coally. Born with a red heart in a world that never learned to hold one. He carries a lot. He says almost nothing — so the object speaks for him. Quietly. Once. To whoever is holding it.
First out of the seam. The dark still calls him by name.
Something got in. Something is still burning out. That’s how hearts are supposed to work.
Field record
Unit 001 · Drop 01of 200 · no reprints
From here he's yours to carry. Not to own — to carry. Every keeper leaves one mark in his log and passes him on. Two hundred stories run in parallel. Yours is the one it starts with.
The Keeper’s Log
02 · The hands — not a certificate, a list of handsAwaiting your mark
Opens when the figure changes hands
Opens when the figure changes hands
Opens when the figure changes hands
This log starts with you and remembers everyone who carries him after. One mark each. No one overwrites the last.
Every mark is reviewed before it appears here. One note and one image per keeper, sealed when the figure changes hands.
Leave your mark.
One note and one image — that's the whole ritual. It joins the log once it's sealed.
jpg / png · compressed on your device. Every mark is reviewed before it appears in the log — one note and one image per keeper, sealed when the figure changes hands.
He's somewhere in the middle. Still walking. Now with you.
COALLY Nº 001 · Drop 01 · coal.art — chip verified, this page lives with the figure.