Limitless wealth. It is something that many a man and woman throughout history have sought. Few, if any, have found the object of their desire. That is not to say they have not found a seemingly endless supply of material wealth, but somewhere along the way something has come along and obscured their vision.
Still completely ignorant of what the key he discovered was for, Harjen wandered through the interior of the underground sanctum. There was a small inflammation that began to burgeon in the pit of his normally quiet stomach. Harbingers aside, this sensation did little to sway him from his dangerous path.
Before long, his was settled back in his usual corner, with a small fire burning. Although he had become quite accustomed to seeing without light after several years in his lair, he needed the light of a fire to examine the etchings he had made in the floor. He had done this in order to try and make sense of the symbols that he discovered throughout the cavern. Additionally, something about the key appealed to his curiosity. For countless hours, he sat, staring blankly at the object in his hand.
To be continued…