Professor | Riona’s Treasure _top_

And now, so have I. Let me know in the comments. You never know whose story it might save.

Behind a locked drawer in her oak desk, wrapped in faded velvet, was a small iron chest. No bigger than a shoebox. No jewels, no gold coins, no ancient crown. professor riona’s treasure

She never found them. But she never stopped trying. And now, so have I