Crouching down in front of the bedside shelf, he removed his glove before pressing his bare fingertip against the middle drawer. The cerulean seal manifested, allowing him to move his digit in a circular motion as if guiding the inner mechanisms of a lock to be freed, releasing a quiet, yet loud "click."
As he pulled the sealed compartment open, all of his trinkets and gadgets were still inside. Opening the magically expanding sack on his belt, he shoveled in the various items: gemstones, cogged mechanisms, and many gadgets of inexplicable use from a single glance.
Storing everything in the enchanted bag, a tug of its strings closed it up, shrinking it back down to a convenient size as he looked forward.
His eyes laid on the opened drawer, reaching into it as he ran his hands over the smooth wood. A sadness laid in his emerald irises as he pressed his fingertips along the edges of the drawer's bottom, removing the flat tile of timber.
