The Team figured out the elaborate lock on the ancient church’s door. Inside they finally found their quarry. It rested between other exotic and beautiful chalices.
“The Chalice of Poseidon!” breathed Dr. Abramowitz.
“Worth millions I expect,” grinned Wendy, their tech specialist.
Abramowitz held it aloft “Legends say it’s ever-full and anyone who drinks from it will never thirst again.”
“Now hang on…”
“I’ll never thirst again during my desert expeditions!”
He drank vigorously.
Everyone winced at the sudden change.
Wendy glared at Abramowitz, squirming on the floor. “Guess the legends were true. I’m pretty sure octopuses are never thirsty.”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers: https://rochellewisoff.com/2017/11/01/27-october-2017/