Amelia heard the voice saying
" Amelia I am waiting for you At your 18th birthday you will get your magical inheritance Return to our real home . I will be waiting for you. You are our only hope... please save this place"
She opened her eyes and removed her hand from it she took a deep breath
" What is happening"
she murmured
"Is this really real"
Her locket glowed faintly.
" I don't know what is happening... but something is surely happening "
She tried to search for more clues but didn't find anything except dust and silence.
so she took the box , the one that had a map , photograph, and letter to her room.
She sat on her bed and also took out the blue feather she found at night. It shimmered faintly in light.
"What a beautiful feather.. but the question is which bird gives a glowing feather."
Sitting on her bed, Amelia opened the box again and carefully unfolded the old map.
The map looked old with strange symbols ,points and lines.
She frowned while touching one of the marks .
"What kind of map is this…?" she murmured.
There were no names of cities, no rivers or borders , only patterns that almost seemed to shift when she wasn't looking directly at them.
She tried to compare it to the cities, map but didn't find anything matching.
One symbol near the corner caught her eyes a tiny drawing of the tree marked with a faint blue light.
It looked a bit familiar to her the oak tree's image came to her mind.
Her pulse quickened.
"Could it be..?"she whispered but thought it still felt impossible.
"Whatever this is," she murmured, "it's not something I can figure out alone."
Her gaze drifted to the blue feather resting beside the box.
For a moment, it glowed faintly again as if agreeing with her.
As the day progressed .
Amelia sat on her bed staring at the map and the blue feather.
The map still made no sense to her with weird symbols and patterns
She let out a frustrated sigh and leaned back , resting her chin in her hands.
" This is so frustrating"
The feather, lying quietly beside the box, began to shimmer faintly catching the rays of the setting sun.
Amelia frowned. "Now what? Are you trying to tell me something?"
She reached out to touch it. The moment her hand touched the feather she felt a gentle warm spread through her . The feather pulsed with blue light.
Her locket also glowed faintly as if responding to it.
A strange sensation washed over her.
A soft voice came "Amelia ... Amelia"
Her eyes widened and she looked around the room.
"Who is there"She asked her voice trembling.
The light in the feather spread from it creating vague form