The Relevance: Incipimus Iterum

Chris has been around enough to know when something isn’t on the level. Things aren’t always what they seem. When he had first started in the antiques business, he had once gone to a warehouse to look at antique chairs. The owner of the chairs also owned the warehouse.

The appointment was a bust, literally. A government drug task force showed up to raid the warehouse. Chris spent that day answering questions. In handcuffs. They released him on the grounds that he was an innocent bystander. Which was good. Because he was.

Furthermore he hadn’t anticipated spending that day in handcuffs. Just to look at some antique chairs. The whole experience had been sobering. Consequently he had taken greater care about meeting in unknown places, with unknown people, from that day forward.

The Relevance: Incipimus Iterum

In fact, he had discovered many scams and illicit schemes through the years. He likened his work to that of a treasure hunter. Without the riches and fame, of course. That is why he always stayed alert. Not only was it sound advice, but also survival 101.

Therefore, when he had first arrived at the large unlikely building he immediately was on guard. The fellow taking the lid off the crate in the center of the room was unusual and quiet. He had introduced himself, and led Chris to the large formal room they were now in. Furthermore, it was obvious he was a man of many years.

With this in mind Chris is as stunned as everyone else, when the older and enigmatic man lifts a large extremely ornate golden mask from the depths of the crate. There are several slight gasps, as the gold sparkles and shines in the light. The object is obviously ancient. Furthermore its design is unlike anything Chris has ever seen.

The Custodian

This gathering has happened quickly. Not only are they ahead of schedule but also the anomalies from the past appear to be absent this time. The Custodian feels a small measure of relief. This is the most critical time of the process. This is when everything starts.

He removes the lid from the crate. He peers inside and sees the mask is where it always has been. As he retrieves it, he senses all that it holds. Indeed, it was a restless energy, straining to be free. He turns and faces the room, holding the mask for all to see.Then he begins to speak, it is the story of once upon a time.