I took one intense look at the view; trees lush with large foliage cascading down, opening like parachutes.
The ''river of gold meandering in shimmering particles,'' the sun's rays reflecting upon the ''box of wisdom.''
I called professor Richards, and told him about the box, looking intact, and waiting for eager hands to rescue its contents.
This relic a thousand years old has never been found until now!
I opened the box gingerly; anxiety setting in.
I spoke the words needed to enhance my life:
''I will set foot on journeys to sharpen my mind.''