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Creative Writing Bolton Manchester Bury: The Three Whispers of Nefertiti.

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As a child, I loved reading Jules Verne and Robert Louis Stevenson;  later, I adored the Indiana Jones’ films. This is a small extract from a longer story. I hope it may prove just a little adventurous! 

English students, seem to share an interest in creating adventure narratives with a twist or two: this you might notice has THREE! 

 

The ancient world treasured amber. They traded amber across seas and cities, fascinated by its colour and the secret life captured within its resinous heart. Amber promised eternal life: time travel, new thinking powers.

 

There was once a market jeweller called Anjar. He had been a slave and many relied on his knowledge of healing and secret writing.  Anjar   promised the new   Queen of Egypt that he could create for her the perfect key  to destiny.  It would take the form of a necklace that resembled the light of the sun. The sun brought life to Egypt and thus the necklace would bring blessings upon its owner because it had the power to heal away the harm of fearful thinking. The necklace would restore the hope and beauty that mortal life had corroded. It would restore the miraculous to the quotidian.


This necklace was made of three nuggets of amber. All three nuggets were from the same source, somewhere on the shores of the Baltic Sea.  They were thus sister stones,  gifted to Egypt’s greatest, most beautiful woman and Queen.  They became known as ”The Three Whispers of Nefertiti”. The necklace has never been found and rumours about its whereabouts vary enormously. Legend has it that each stone or  nugget bestows on the  wearer a gift. The gift is unique to each stone and the whispers can only be heard by the faithful. Those without faith can never receive the gift. Their hearts are unfit. The Whispers are guardians of truth:  their voices are ancestral, even divine.Some also say, that the whispers are protected for eternity by the extraordinary magic of the sisters’ adoptive mother, Nefertiti herself, whose beauty was only matched by her capacity for maternal rage.

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