There it was. The one in the middle, below the one with the harp on the end. It blended in well with all the others under the display case, but this key was different. Antique keys were ornate, showing off the skill of the craftsman, and this was no different, but the key's purpose was not just to unlock some door or cabinet.This key could unlock other things. I had searched for it for a long time, and, finally, here it was. It did not resonate power, or give off any indication of what it could do, except to the trained eye, but I recognized the pattern in the ornamentation. This key could open up the way between worlds, and that awesome potential rested under a glass case in a pawn shop.
"I'll take that one," I pointed, and smiled to the clerk.