Proluge

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“not a treasure nor a gold quest, its my security for the coming rest of my daughter dearest. Locked with three, lays the claim. My sunshine lives upon all the keys.  Amidst the hunter and the guardians , it says my name.  unlock the shell , let darkness fade away , my wealth resides within my family”

He sat on his bed staring at the quite very old note in his hand. The cruise was no more the same unofficial one. He felt so. He wanted to put it off to a corner and resume his vacation mode, but the signature and a sign (of arrow and sun) which he felt familiar ,at the right end of the note wasn’t helping him a bit with that decision. It kept pulling him onto it, calling upon his investigative mind. Will he row along or discard it off?

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