Each of the items in the little, supposedly forgotten room seemed to glow with their own inner light. Each had its own tale and a very valuable lesson to be learned.

    They where all from different times and different places but they all had one thing in common. Each one was for sale, yet at the same time each was completely free. The price payed by the vain, the unwary or cruel that came into possesion of one of these objects was far great than that which could have been satisfied by any coin. The reward for those who learned the secrets of the treasures equally great.

    This was not a collection in some ancient pharoa's tomb or the vault of a carpathian castle thought lost through the ages. Instead it was a hoard assembled by a kind, wise little man in a quaint antique shop in England.

    Each item found its own way into the hands of Mr Connors, the owner of a shop called Pandora's Box. He kept them safe and out of harms way apparantly totally oblivious to their power. He also unknowingly chose the new owners of these items and in doing so tossed the coin of fate for each of these people.

    In a hidden book the tales of each item are written that when finished the new fables may be read and new lessons learned from them. That book is yet complete but the tales will be told ...