The grandest box amongst giants, Guards treasures vast, yet unseen. A seal approaches day by day, Where fortunes sleep and fortunes lay.

The faithful few who trust the sign, Shall reap rewards through space and time.
While others peek and others flee, True holders find what's meant to be.

In darkened depths where secrets dwell, Time alone shall break the spell. Patient hands that dare not look, Will write their names in fortune's book.

For when the final hour draws near, And paper hands succumb to fear, Those who trusted in the night, Shall claim their place in endless light.

$MAYBE