This feels right…

My hands steady, I gently lift the decaying lid, rusted and brittle from centuries in this damp cave. I can feel the magic binding the pieces together, it feels old and powerful - and familiar.

As soon I feel that connection, the spell starts to slip away, leaving crumbling wood and dust floating to the cave floor.

An otherworldly light builds until I’m shading my eyes, wanting to see but afraid of this now pulsing luminance.

The light reaches a peak, the entire cavern as bright as a moon daylight, then slowly begins to draw back into itself. A glowing orb now visible, floating in replace of the chest.