The second I did, it slammed shut, and now it’s impossible to open. The color, which was just raw, unstained wood, started to change. It got darker until it looked like it was covered in a green-black lacquer. It looks like an antique music box, except on the front there’s a round brass grill, almost like an old speaker. And nothing else.
Well . . . until all the words started appearing.
On the lid of the box this appeared:
“Scurious breath did lie upon the cheek as Flinter’s hand stretched claws over the burrow. The unowl was hasted. This news wouldst bring many minds to precipious ferriedge. This he knew. The acoded words flew fast with him. Their weight acreepsing his otherwise diregilous path. At the first sight of Castorton he made dive toward the mill tower.”
And on the back side
