A beautiful unusual looking feather fell to the ground
It was black, gray and white
It was in perfect condition
It was sitting in between the leaves that had fallen from the trees
Fall had arrived

A small boy was walking home
He found the feather sitting on the ground
He picked it up to look at it
To save it he took one of his school books out from his backpack
He opened the book and put the feather in between the pages and closed the book for safe keeping

He then put the book back into his backpack and continued on his way home
Once he got inside his house, he took out the feather and showed it to his mother

She looked at it and told him to show it to his father when he got home from work

The boy then went upstairs to his room
He put his backpack down on the chair by his desk and took out the book to look at the feather once again

It was absolutely beautiful
He had never seen anything like it
He felt like he had found a treasure
He was tired and wanted to rest
So he put the feather away and took a nap till his father arrived

While he slept the feather opened the book and stood up on one end
It started to turn slowly
As it turned gold sparkles covered the feather glistening in the light
It was pure magic

The feather then went back into the book and closed it
When the boy awoke his father had come home
He grabbed the book with the feather to show his father
His father was an historian
While his father studied it
He walked into his study to find a book on the book shelf
The boy followed his father

The boys father found the book and brought it down from the shelf
It was a very old book with a special leather red cover and gold edged pages

The father looked up the feather and discovered that it had belonged to the head dress  of a former Native American chief named Temacuah. It was magical and also had protective powers

The feather would release its magic only when it was owned by the right person. Otherwise it looked like any other feather

While they were doing their research the feather stood up again on one end and started turning  ever so slowly
As it did, the gold specks on it glistened once again
It was beautiful

The boys father knew this had only happened because his son was the correct owner

They also found out that the feather was very old
Several thousand years old
Yet it showed no age
It was perfect
They had found true magic
They felt blessed