Tsk, tsk...your minds but touch on the truth hidden from mankind:
In the pages of the Alexiad of Anna Comena is hiden the secret location of the treasures of King Solomon. Stolen by invading horseman from the shores of Lake Bakal, the treasure was carted away to the Temple of Shiva outside Bombay. It was used to pay the ransom for several nobles captured while journeying with Marco Polo to the Chinese Emperor's Court. In the begiinings of WWII, a wiley Japanese Colonel transported it to his home on Okinawa, where it was discovered buried by American engineers. They sold it to a reputed drug lord from Central America who used it to fund his activities. The treasure passed into the hands of Swiss bankers who were forced to give it over to several disreputable Armenians who threatened to reveal the Nazi backgrounds of the Bankers. Unfortunately for the Armenians, the treasure was aboard a jet that crashed over Scotland some years ago. The treasure fell into the moat of Prince Charles' ancestral castle, where it was discovered by the monthly moat-cleaning service. They took it to the United States and blew it all on an ill-advised Superbowl bet (da Bills). The winner, a resident of Seattle, used it to open his life-ling dream: an expensive coffee shop.
Thus, the Alexiad reads: Form Solomon's treasure shall the filthy Europeans buy a new land; from it's depths shall spring a liquid, dark, viscous, and foul. And the world will bend before the will of the Star, as it bucks mightly against the resraints of Heaven.
Rob