A wise king, sensing unrest in his kingdom, once commissioned the land to provide to him a magical token. This token was to protect the weak and bring low the strong. It had to give comfort to the aged and young alike. It was to strike fear in the hearts of the evil, and bring hope to the good.
The magicians and alchemists busied themselves with their tomes and their artifacts. Many items were brought to the king, weapons and charms and scrolls and statues. Each was politely received, none were accepted. The strong oppressed the weak, the good hid from the evil, the young impatiently hurried about, the aged sadly waited.
After many years, a lone sage from a faraway land entered the court, and quietly set a plain wooden box in front of the king. Opening the box, a small velvet bag. Inside the bag, a small silver ring. Inscribed upon the ring, a simple affirmation:
This Too Shall Pass