The photograph was taken in Whitby Parish Church and has a story all its own. It is around 300 years old and has three locks… one each for the vicar and the church wardens. It was used to hold the church plate and parish records, but it was stolen in 1743 and thrown over the cliff. The chest was recovered, but the contents were gone.
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“You will find only what you seek.” The faded script looked as if it had been written in blood upon the parchment. “Will, intent and desire… these are the keys.”
Well, he definitely intended to open the damned thing. He wasn’t having a mystery chest in the cellar of their new home. He turned the first key.
Will? He was determined to solve the mystery… God alone knew what was in there… It could be anything… The second lock snapped open.
Desire? He thought of her, warm and laughing beneath the trees. His face softened as he turned the key. Not mere desire… there was only Love…
and a second one here