It is almost impossible to find me.

I am buried in the yolk of an egg that is buried in the womb of a bird that is buried in the belly of a bull.

Who will cut through the bull to reach me?

I break all spells and delusions. Hold me in the face of the evil enchanter, and all his lies will be shattered at once.

Anyone who holds me is not able to deceive.

That’s why they have buried me so deep.

Crystal Ball in The Crystal Ball, Grimms. Painting by John William Waterhouse.

Who is a character in life or in literature who has deeply buried the truth? Imagine a scene where the crystal ball is held up to them. What would happen?