A zebra sits in front of you, glistening crystal ball in his hand, shiny amber amulet around his neck, he approaches you, he asks you "are you deemed worthy to own me? Do you know the responsibility of owning me, what his crystal in my hoof here means?"

This all seems really crazy, I mean first of all, how in the name of hell did that zebra just talk? Am I hearing voices in my head?

Maybe the crystal means something, maybe if you look into its glistening mysteries, it might show something in the future

Based on the painting 'Salvator Mundi' by Leonardo Da Vinici

#19 of TZC