Congratulations! You have collected the very first Myth Taken POAP! Thank you for being a great listener and showing up! You deserve something shiny and fun to mark the occasion. And a poem too! Just for Inspiration! The Suitcase Spark I found a box of joy today, Not tucked in gold, but dust and play. A rubber duck, a wooden steed, A bear who knew just what I need. No purpose stamped, no labels read, Just echoes from a life I shed. Before the scrolls, before the scheme, I lived inside a louder dream. I drew with sticks. I ruled the sand. The stars were sprinkles in my hand. No right, no wrong—just make and be, Unfolding wonder endlessly. I held that joy, it held me too. It whispered, “You remember, don’t you?” And in that glint of childish light, I drew again. And it felt right.