With his frail old hands, he picked me up carefully and sat at his desk. Master was getting older and was probably thinking of organizing his inheritance among his seven sons. Our master had locked his last will and testament inside me, and wanted to relook to make changes. What a sad life he had – I thought to myself, and secretly hoped that he’d soon meet his soulmate – the one who’d open his locked heart.Īnd I did not have to wait for long – the day soon arrived. He only cared about one thing – protecting me and my belongings. “There must be someone in the world who would open the locked heart of yours, and melt you down in love.”Įvery day I’d try to share romantic stories with Lucius, but his stern face never budged. But it better stays that way, else, your precious treasures would get in danger.” He spoke. “Is there anything at all in the whole wide world that could ever move you, my good Lucius?” I asked him. ![]() He rarely spoke, barely smiled and never moved. Good looking and strong he was, no doubt, but to my romantic taste, he felt rather heartless and insensitive. Lucius was a beautiful lock – he had a golden, shiny look and was engraved with intricate designs all over his smart face. In order to keep me and my treasures protected, he introduced me to my friend Lucius Lock – A large, heavy, metallic lock who was made to put his heavy arm around my shoulder, locking me up, so no one could open me, and meddle with my contents. My master kept his most precious belongings and papers inside me. I am Tristan Treasure-box, a treasure box – made in teak wood. ![]() My dear strong friend, who protected me and my belongings from uninvited hands was killed in a thud, and I simply stood there helpless – watching with my eyes shut! I still remember with great despair the fateful day when Lucius’ sad heart was hammered open, putting him to rest forever. And I know how true that statement is, having witnessed the sad fate of my dear friend Lucius – Lucius Lock.
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