I stood up and took the step towards the floating staff. It was a rather simple oak wood with a gnarled end with a write crystal floating in the center.  My hand wrapped around the haft of the staff. The texture of the wood was still sturdy, not decayed in the slightest. The magic in the staff immediately thrummed at my touch. I tapped the staff on the ground, causing the crystal to lit up brightly. Another tap dimmed the light. "It is. And it’s still fully powered." I let go of the staff and it returned to floating in the air.