Journey to the East

Foretelling a Prophecy.

"What is that?" Uruth asked. "A ball of course... treasure?" Gaidith crouched down to take a closer look. A shard? A map? The sphere vibrated as it coursed streaks of lights on its surface, and suddenly its pieces shattered as it fell to the floor. Uruth looked down with a smirk. "You broke it, well done. The master's not going to be happy about that." "You know what, here..." Gaidith picked up the shards from the ground and handed it to Uruth. "Keep the pieces and stow them away in the locked chest under the maiden's bed." "What? You know I'm not going in there. Why don't you use your magical lantern you keep fawning about and wish it be put back together?" "I...can't. It's cheap, from the merchant's display cabinet."