Carved Chronicles

Carved Chronicles

In the quaint village of Shropshire, Emily sat in her garden, the scent of roses wafting through the air. She was still grappling with the loss of her father, Henry, when a solicitor arrived with a revelation that would change her life forever.

Emily was only 19 when her father died. He had been diagnosed with cancer in his late 40s, when she was just 9. He kept fighting for 10 years, but then, this year, he finally lost the battle and died a few days shy of his 60th birthday.

The solicitor knocked on the door and asked if he could come in. Emily was surprised, as all the paperwork and wills had already been sorted out even before her father’s death.

“Could I please take an hour of your time?” he said.

“Is there something wrong?” Emily asked.

“No, everything is in order. There’s just the final request I had from your father, and I’d like to talk to you about it.”

Emily invited him to join her in the garden.

“What is it then?” she asked, pouring him a cup of tea.

“Your father was a special man,” the solicitor began. “Once he fell ill, he took care not only of your financial situation but also started working on something quite extraordinary, something that will allow him to be with you for the next 100 years.”

“Please, don’t stop,” Emily urged, feeling intrigued.

“Of course,” the solicitor said, pausing for a sip of tea. “Your father created a collection of 100 wooden boxes, one for each of your birthdays until you turn 120.”

Emily was surprised. She had never known anything about it.
“But what does that mean?” she asked.

“I’m not entirely sure. This is all the information I have at this stage. My task is to deliver these boxes to you every year for your birthday,” he replied.

“But you must have seen them,” she insisted.

“They are all securely stored in my office. There’s a large crate containing 100 cardboard boxes, which I presume contain the wooden ones. I’m not permitted to open any of them. My task, for which my company has been paid in advance, is to deliver these to you, and then to your surviving descendants, over the next 100 years.”

With that, he apologised and left. At the door, he paused for a moment and said, “Your father was an incredible person. Your birthday is in three months’ time. You’ll start receiving these boxes very soon. I’ll see you then.”

“See you soon,” Emily replied, closing the door behind him with a shy smile.

The first box arrived on her next birthday. It was intricately carved, its patterns seeming to dance in the light. With trembling hands, she opened it to discover her father’s explanation. Inside was a letter, penned in Henry’s familiar handwriting. It detailed his project, started in his late 40s, to leave her a tangible piece of his love and presence for every birthday following his departure from this world. He also requested that Emily keep all these boxes and promised to explain why in one of the future boxes.

The letter went on to describe the countless hours he had spent crafting each box, thoughtfully selecting and preparing each gift with love and care. He wrote about his hopes and dreams for her, his pride in the woman she had become, and his deepest desire for these boxes to be a conduit of his love across the years and generations.

Tears streamed down Emily’s face as she read. The box also held a delicate silver locket containing a photo of Henry holding her as a baby—a poignant reminder of their unbreakable bond.

With each passing year, a new box arrived. On her 30th birthday, she received a box containing an old map of her hometown, marked with places where they had shared special moments. Her 40th birthday brought a collection of vintage vinyl records they had once enjoyed together. Each box was a journey back in time, a treasure trove of memories and love.

As Emily grew older, these boxes became not only a highlight for her but also for her entire family. Her children, and eventually her grandchildren, would gather around, eagerly anticipating the unveiling of the latest box. These treasures became a means for them to connect with the grandfather they had never met, feeling linked to his spirit and legacy.

Through these boxes, Henry remained an integral part of every celebration, his wisdom and warmth being passed down through the generations. They were more than just wooden containers; they were vessels of a father’s undying love, a testament to his foresight and devotion.

Emily lived her life with a profound sense of gratitude and connection to her father. Even long after his passing, the legacy of the boxes continued to be a guiding light in her life. In this extraordinary gesture, Henry had transcended time, ensuring that his love was felt not just in memories but as a tangible presence on every birthday, making him immortal in the hearts of his family.

Emily did not reach the age of 120 – she passed away a few days shy of her 103rd birthday. The last 17 boxes were delivered to her eldest son, Henry, named after his grandfather. These were already addressed less to Emily and more to other potential members of her family who might be reading them.

When Henry received the last box, he was already in his early 90s and not well enough to open it himself. He asked his son to open the box for him and read the letter, as well as to reveal its contents. To everyone’s surprise, the box contained only a single piece of paper with the following message:

Whoever is reading this letter, you are most likely a member of my family. If it is still you, Emily, I wish you all the best for your 120th birthday. Well done for having such a long life. If it’s your child or children, I hope you know who I am and are familiar with these boxes and the presents I have given to your mother over the past 100 years.

It is now time for me to truly say goodbye to all of you. It has been an honour to remain in your lives and hearts for the last 100 years.

Could I please ask you for one final favour? I requested Emily to keep all of the boxes and never discard them. I hope it wasn’t too burdensome and that you managed to do so. Could I now ask you to pass these boxes on to your children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren? Tell them that these are all gifts from their great, great grandfather and that they should store their life’s important memories in them – be it letters, jewellery, notes, or whatever they deem significant. Then, ask them to pass these boxes on to the next generations. In this way, their memories will live forever in Henry’s boxes.

With lots of love and goodbye,


Henry Junior smiled as he finished reading the letter. He made his way to the basement where all the boxes were stored, in accordance with his mother’s strict instructions. He now understood the importance she had placed on keeping them in pristine condition – it was her father’s heartfelt request.

The task of redistributing Henry’s boxes to his family brought him immense joy and imbued the final 10 years of his life with profound meaning. He arranged meetings with all his children, their children, and even his great-grandchildren. He extended the same gesture to the children of his brothers and sisters. The final box was given to his great-grandson, who was born on the exact same day as Henry Senior and was also named Henry, continuing the family tradition.

A few days later, Henry Junior passed away in peace, content in the knowledge that he had not only created his own legacy in the minds of his younger family members but had also preserved the memories of his grandfather and his mother. His life’s work ensured that the legacy of love and memory encapsulated in these boxes would endure for generations to come.

As the years turned to decades, and decades to centuries, the story of Henry’s boxes, passed down from generation to generation, became a blend of family legend and fragmented history. Over time, some of the boxes were lost, others damaged, their stories scattered like leaves in the wind. But 300 years after Emily’s first box was received, an unexpected twist revived the tale.

A historian, intrigued by the story of a man who created a century’s worth of birthday boxes for his daughter, embarked on a quest to find these lost treasures. The story captured the world’s imagination. People from different continents reported sightings and discoveries of the boxes, each find adding a piece to the puzzle of Henry’s enduring legacy.

After years of searching, 87 of the 100 boxes were identified. They were collected and carefully preserved in a museum dedicated to this unique testament of a father’s love. As the boxes became a global sensation, researchers and conservators meticulously examined each one, hoping to protect them for future generations.

In their detailed analysis, the researchers made a startling discovery. Each box, regardless of its exterior design or contents, held a hidden letter from Henry – some were intricately concealed within the carved patterns, while others were subtly written on the inside surfaces. These letters, unnoticed by the family over the centuries, were carefully extracted and arranged in the order they were given to Emily.

Piecing together the messages from the 87 boxes and inferring the missing content, researchers uncovered Henry’s poignant message, precisely 100 characters long, that deeply resonated with his life’s philosophy:

“Only time is beyond wealth’s reach; cherish it. All else fades, but love and time endure.”

The discovery of Henry’s message, encapsulated within the 87 recovered boxes, catapulted the story into an international sensation. These treasured boxes, each carrying a fragment of a father’s undying love and wisdom, became one of the main attractions in a prominent museum in London. Visitors from around the world flocked to witness this unique testament to familial affection and the poignant message it bore.

As the story of Henry’s boxes spread, it ignited a global treasure hunt for the remaining 13 boxes, which took on an almost mythical status. These elusive boxes became known as the ‘Holy Grail of the 25th Century,’ representing not only the missing pieces of a historic puzzle but also embodying the timeless and universal quest for love and connection across time.

Henry could have never envisaged that his heartfelt gift to his daughter would, five centuries later, transform into an international sensation, turning his once humble and family-bound existence into a celebrated legacy admired by global audiences. In the 25th century, his story stood as a testament to the idea that anyone, no matter how ordinary they might seem, could become a hero to the world.

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