A Cup of Fools

Long ago along the borderlands, there was a cup. This cup had many rumors surrounding it and as time went on, the rumors got even bigger. Once it was told to hold the elixir of immortality. Some other time it was told to hold great power. Many attempted the journey to find it, but all gave up. All, but one man. Many years after the rumors died down, a young man selling coffee beans decided to give this journey a go. It was much easier ever since the two surrounding cities were wiped out. All he had to deal with were scavengers. When he got to the suspected place he realized the landscaped had changed over the many years of bombardment. It had revealed what was once a hidden temple. The young man entered. Bodies laid scattered on the ground. Whatever traps there were were already tripped by others in the past. Upon a table in the middle of the temple was a cup. The young man stared at the cup only to realize what had happened. He knew the cup. It was familiar to him for as a young boy his father would often drink out of that cup. The young approached the cup to confirm his suspicion. Engraved on the cup were the initials of his father. Also carved into the cup was a crescent moon that he had carved into the cup as a child. He stood there for a moment laughing. The young man then took the cup and left.