Treasure Chest

So it seemed that no one key could unlock the treasure chest. As a self proclaimed master in my line of work, this left me utterly confused. I could not seem to figure out why no matter what key I used or created in attempt to break into the key so delicately built into the treasure chest, it refused to open. I took a torch to the key, wondering in my mind if I could perhaps, somehow, melt it open. The attempt proved to be futile. I did not expect much more than that. As a man with an open mind, I decided to come at it with a different approach. The treasure chest refused to open with all of my custom made keys. It would not succumb to the heat of a blowing torch. I even banged it against the table out of frustration and was not surprised to see that despite my forceful blows to the treasure chest's surface, it was left without a scratch. Perhaps I needed to think about it differently. Clearly, this treasure chest was of unique stature. It would take more than a mere key or a simple flame to discover what laid protected underneath the masterpiece of a shield. I tried everything. No matter what I did, what I thought of... I found myself losing sleep. I was stumped and did not want to accept the defeat. It was slowly driving me insane. How did the quote go..... I was doing the same thing, over and over again, and I expected different results. I expected that tomorrow, hopefully, I would create a lock that would turn the key open.
Tomorrow would come and go without distinction.
I had to leave it alone. I could not afford to lose my sanity to such a thing. After all, all it was, was a small mystery. Perhaps there was nothing inside. I would never come to know. I left the chest where I found it. I took it back and left it there in hopes that perhaps, maybe one day...
Perhaps, maybe one day... Another locksmith would have better luck.