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The box was a true enigma. Its smooth, polished surface glinted under the light in a way that seemed almost hypnotic. It was made of a material that felt ancient, yet durable, and had a weight that was far heavier than it looked. Liam couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and trepidation as he approached it. It was as if he was about to open a portal into another world, one that was both wondrous and terrifying at the same time.

Penelope was equally as intrigued, her eyes shining with a sense of curiosity and wonder. As they both reached for the box, Liam couldn't help but notice how intricate the design was. The carvings etched into its surface were unlike anything he had ever seen before. They seemed to be telling a story, one that he knew he had to uncover.

As they both lifted the lid, a sudden gust of wind filled the room, blowing the curtains inward and stirring up dust from the floor. Inside the box, there were several letters, bound together by a leather strap.

Liam and Penelop