Never mess with sacred objects.
The god’s are not to be toyed with.
What happens in the temple, stays in the temple.
A 50 word story…
All Things in the Temple
Boyd crept inside the Temple. The golden scepter caught his eye earlier today. He knew a way to smuggle it out. What he hadn’t counted on was hearing that terrifying supernatural voice:
“All things here are mine and remain mine.”
Boyd froze, and remained frozen from this moment on, forevermore…
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
spell binding!
hmmm… I think spell binding is more like Harry Potter being magically impacted.
This is more like Jonesing at the Temple of “Shroom, don’t you think, Indie Bill?
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