Sagittarius 15. Prized possessions are disappearing, one by one.
They should have never turned the temple into a museum, for the temple wished to be a temple, and had the power to be one. So one by one it ate the treasures of the museum, digested them, causing them to disappear, to vanish, to become part of the original temple’s sacred aura.
Eventually, no matter how many guards were posted, all of the museum’s artifacts disappeared, and, mourning their terrible losses the curators of the museum abandoned the museum, for they had come to the conclusion that it was cursed. And so it was, because they had made it so.
The Temple, though, was blessed. It had always been so, but now even more, for it had nourished itself on so many rare and precious artifacts.
From then on it sat abandoned, except for certain knowers who came to worship there — knowers who delighted with the temple in its emptiness.