
[Amelia](BL3SPBQZ) sat on her bed staring out of her bedroom window. The stars shimmered in the night sky, but her heart felt heavy like a stone. It had been two months since her dad had passed away, and she still missed him terribly.

One night, as [Amelia](BL3SPBQZ) gazed outside, she noticed something unusual—a tiny feather glowing in the moonlight, drifting toward her window. She opened the window just in time to catch it, feeling a tingle of warmth in her hand.

The feather began to pulse with light, and in an instant, [Amelia](BL3SPBQZ) found herself in a magical forest filled with sparkling plants, singing fireflies, and shimmering rivers that seemed to whisper songs.

From behind a glowing bush appeared a fox with silvery fur, his bright blue eyes locking onto [Amelia](BL3SPBQZ). 'Hello, [Amelia](BL3SPBQZ),' the fox said gently. 'I'm [Solas](D4VTXTZF). I’m here to help you.'

'You miss your dad deeply, and that's okay,' [Solas](D4VTXTZF) said softly. 'Let me guide you to the place where memories dwell. There, you'll find a special gift he left for you.'

They arrived at a magnificent tree with branches that reached the stars and leaves that reflected memories. [Solas](D4VTXTZF) led [Amelia](BL3SPBQZ) closer as the tree whispered her name.

[Amelia](BL3SPBQZ) touched one of the leaves, and suddenly a scene of her and her dad baking cookies filled the air around her, the memory vivid and warm. The tree whispered: 'He will always be a part of you.'

As her time in the forest came to an end, the tree lowered its largest branch, and from it, a feather floated down—a keepsake from her dad. [Solas](D4VTXTZF) explained, 'This feather will remind you that love never disappears.'

Back in her room, [Amelia](BL3SPBQZ) woke up to find the glowing feather resting on her bedside table. The heavy stone in her heart now felt a little lighter. She whispered, 'Thank you, Dad.'

From that day forward, whenever [Amelia](BL3SPBQZ) missed her dad, she would hold the feather close and feel his love shimmering around her like moonlight. Love, she learned, never truly fades.
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