Mystique of Chests.
Treasure chests in Raymond E. Feists Betrayal at Krondor.
Chests in Childhood.
Remember parents’ intricately carved camphor wood chest, Stored blankets and Mum’s heirloom linen passed down over generations, My moneybox was a small chest, Dad had a chest for coins and everyday bits and pieces.
Chest Origins.
Egyptians created first know chests using wood or reeds some 5000 years ago.
Furniture chests are typically rectangular wooden walls with removable or hinged lid, Sometimes have interior partitions.
Chests often have domed tops and bands of iron, Low chests with flat tops used as benches while taller chests became side tables.
Chests used for valuable items, Fine cloths and precious jewelry, Foods and weapons, Gold and documents.
Chest became highly ornamented reflecting value of contents, Over time chests developed mystique and possession became synonymous with wealth, After all, No one has an empty chest!
Chests and kids.
Fascination re-kindled in London museums during ‘70’s, Beautifully decorated chests, Intricate strong boxes with complex hand-made locks.
Time passed, Work and family, Telling stories kids and grandkids, Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island, Pirates and treasure, Buried chests and pirate movies, Kids’ parties with treasure hunts, Mystique of chests lived on and passed down.
Today’s Poem.
Unlikely conversation decided this poem, Grandkids playing games, Son and I reminiscing over PC games we played in 90's, Only one author in our conversation, Raymond E. Feist and PC game Betrayal at Krondor.
Game’s landscape enabled walking and loitering, Just enjoyed myself, Game’s unique feature Moredhel wordlock chests hidden in the land, Combination locks had letters on each dial, Riddle written on chest’s side, Answer opened chest.
Didn’t track how long kids and I played with locks, Patience and word skills, Tears of frustration working together, Solved each chest in time for lunch, Fondly remember those times with my kids and that inspired this little poem.
Blessed be.