Amala's Heritage

Celesté

Amala, a three-year-old girl, walked with her father on the sandy shore. Her tiny feet sank into the soft sand with each step. Her curly hair fell in ringlets on her face. Fearlessly, she ventured forward, her innocent laughter blending with the soothing sound of the waves. Small crabs scurried into their sandy hideaways as she wandered, leaving tiny trails behind them. As time passed, the sky changed to golden, warming the landscape. Amala couldn't help but laugh with joy as she spun around. Her white dress billowed in the gentle breeze, and her father laughed.

"Wow, look at that red dome covered in diamond-shaped holes! It's like a giant jewel box!" exclaimed Isla, peering from the school bus window. Amala snapped out of her daydream, her attention captured by her best friend's remark. When the school bus stopped, the students quieted down. Mrs. Abeba said, "Our first stop is the courtyard. Let's all go there together." Amala and Isla stepped off the bus simultaneously, their faces lit up with radiant smiles as they locked eyes. Inseparable best friends were always united, exchanging secrets and discovering hidden nooks.

The Elements Museum was an impressive building with beautiful paintings of scientists and researchers on its walls. One painting showed Mily Ito, known for decoding ancient symbols. Another painting depicted Aretxuloeta, who discovered Periminium.

Dear Reader, you might be wondering if Periminium is real. Yes, it does exist. This story takes place in a distant galaxy on a planet called Iris in the Celeste Galaxy. Iris is similar in size to Earth and has many extraordinary things, just like Earth, but it is millions of light-years away. This unique planet has many beautiful things, including Periminium, a metal that can turn invisible, and many other fantastic discoveries you will encounter in this story.

Mrs. Abeba gathered her young students in the sunlit courtyard, her warm smile lighting up her face as she began to speak. "I am excited to introduce you to four extraordinary buildings, each of them a gateway to the wonders of the elements," she said gently and enthusiastically. With a graceful gesture, she directed their gaze towards the east, where the Aero Building soared proudly against the skyline. "This sleek, modern structure houses the mysteries of flight, weather, and all things related to the air," she explained. "And in the north, nestled amidst majestic mountains and lush forests, stands the Terra Building, offering a journey into the heart of Iris itself." Mrs. Abeba pointed south towards the Surya Building, admiring its fiery hues and dynamic shapes etched on the walls. Lastly, she described the Agua Building as a sanctuary of tranquillity where one can explore the wonders of water.

Amala felt a strange sensation as she gazed at the towering Agua Building. An unseen force was gently pulling her toward the magnificent structure. She couldn't quite understand the feeling. "Feel free to explore as much as you like," Mrs. Abeba said excitedly. "Just remember to be back here at 4:00 PM."

Zephyr and Chike sprinted ahead of the group, their eyes fixed on the imposing Aero Building. As they approached the entrance, they were greeted by a breathtaking sight - magnificent model airplanes hung suspended from the lofty ceiling, their wings poised as if ready to take flight. The level of detail was so incredible that the students couldn't help but stand in awe of the spectacle before them. Their next stop was the Cloud Catcher exhibit, where Isla, Amala, Zephyr, and Chike were captivated by a colossal screen displaying a mesmerizing sky adorned with fluffy, white cumulus clouds. However, Isla and Amala, were always known for their mischievous antics. They manipulated the clouds on the screen with mischievous grins, conjuring up a sudden downpour that drenched Zephyr and Chike. Laughter filled the air as the once-clear sky turned dark and rainy, catching everyone by surprise.

Zephyr and Chike looked up in surprise as raindrops started falling from the virtual clouds above. Despite their playful protests, they couldn't help but laugh and shout along with the rest of the group. The falling drops drowned out their voices, but they were having so much fun that it didn't matter.

After putting on their shiny spacesuits and securing their helmets, Isla, Amala, Zephyr, and Chike were ready for an exciting adventure into space. They floated weightlessly, skillfully navigating through stars and colourful nebulae. However, they faced challenges as they encountered asteroids and comets. They expertly maneuvered through the cosmic debris with quick reflexes and steady hands, narrowly avoiding disaster at every turn.

Their next stop was the Terra Gallery, where they were greeted by a collection of smooth crystals and rough mineral specimens shaped over millions of years by ancient forces. In the Surya Chamber, they listened intently as Mrs. Evergreen told stories of mythical fire creatures and ancient fire rituals, their imaginations ablaze with wonder.

As Amala stepped into the serene Agua Building, there was a captivating sight of a splendid Sakura tree. Its dainty pink blossoms swayed gracefully in the gentle breeze. A small pile of papers near the tree caught her attention, and she remembered the local legend that each flower on the tree represented a granted wish. According to the legend, if one wrote down their deepest desire on paper and placed it under the tree, the wish would come true if a million people harboured the same passion in their hearts. Just as she was about to pick up a paper, her heart skipped a beat as her eyes landed on a symbol laid out before her. It was an intricate, meticulously etched and carefully crafted design, resembling the pendant she wore around her neck - the only connection to her past, family, and home. The symbol consisted of two identical shapes. As she examined it closely, a wave of familiarity washed over her. It felt as though she had known this symbol her entire life. With trembling hands, Amala reached up to touch the symbol, her fingers tracing the intricate lines and curves with reverence.

Amala stood in awe as she gazed at the ancient symbols adorning the museum's walls. She approached a volunteer, eager to unravel the mystery behind the enigmatic markings. The volunteer explained that these symbols originated from some of the earliest civilizations, signifying light amid darkness. Amala traced her fingers over the weathered archive and felt deep wonder and reverence. She yearned to unlock the secrets concealed within those ancient texts, to uncover the tales of those who had walked the earth centuries before her. However, her reverie was abruptly interrupted by Isla's urgent summons. "We've been searching for you everywhere!" Isla exclaimed, her voice laced with urgency. "We need to return to the school bus before we're left behind." Reluctantly, Amala left the archives behind, feeling a pang of disappointment.