Roedd prynhawn haf cynnes yn Forsyth Park, Savannah.

It was a warm summer afternoon in Forsyth Park, Savannah.

Roedd Gareth, dyn ifanc gyda chalon llawn chwilfrydedd, yn cerdded ar hyd y llwybr.

Gareth, a young man with a heart full of curiosity, was walking along the path.

Roedd coed dderw mawr gyda clymau mwsogl Sbaenaidd yn siglo uwch ei ben.

Large oak trees with Spanish moss swayed above him.

Ers iddo symud i Savannah, roedd Gareth yn chwilio am wrthrych arbennig.

Since moving to Savannah, Gareth had been searching for something special.

Y gwir yw, roedd e eisiau gwneud marc, rhywbeth rhyfeddol a fyddai'n rhoi iddo deimlad o gartrefoldeb.

The truth is, he wanted to make a mark, something extraordinary that would give him a sense of belonging.

Wrth gerdded ger coeden dderw hynafol, aeth sylw Gareth i rywbeth gwahanol.

As he walked near an ancient oak tree, Gareth's attention was drawn to something different.

Roedd rhan o focs wedi'i gladdu yn y ddaear, dim ond darn ohono i'w weld rhwng y glaswellt a'r pridd.

A part of a box was buried in the ground, with only a piece visible between the grass and the earth.

Roedd y blwch wedi padlo, a dim ond un clo cryf oedd arno.

The box had been battered, and only one strong lock was on it.

Wrth fynd yn agosach, tynnodd allan ychydig o'r pridd i'w glirio.

As he got closer, he cleared a bit of the soil to see it better.

Cododd y blwch o'r ddaear, yn edrych ar ei wyneb dirgel.

He lifted the box from the ground, gazing at its mysterious surface.

"Dafydd, edrych ar hwn!

"Dafydd, look at this!"

" galwodd Gareth wrth weld ei ffrind yn cerdded drosodd.

Gareth called out as he saw his friend walking over.

Roedd Dafydd yn ffrind o'r dre newydd hefyd, ond roedd ddefnyddiol, a'i nature synhwyrol wastad yn ei gadw o drafferthion.

Dafydd was also a friend from the new town, but he was resourceful, and his sensible nature always kept him out of trouble.

"Mae hwn yn edrych yn beryglus," meddai Dafydd, yn syllu ar y blwch clo.

"This looks dangerous," said Dafydd, staring at the locked box.

"Pwy a ŵyr beth sydd yno.

"Who knows what’s in there.

Dylem adael o.

We should leave it."

"Ond roedd Gareth eisoes wedi gwneud ei benderfyniad.

But Gareth had already made his decision.

Roedd rhyw ddyhead caeth wedi'i afael yn nghalon ei chwiliadau.

Some compelling desire had gripped his searching heart.

Nid oedd e'n mynd i adael iddo fynd.

He wasn't going to let it go.

Daeth Elin o hyd i Gareth y diwrnod wedyn.

Elin found Gareth the next day.

Roedd hi'n fedrus gyda phosau a dod o hyd i ffyrdd cudd, pethau byddai yn codi diddordeb Gareth ac yn galw ar ei natur chwilfrydig.

She was skilled with puzzles and finding hidden ways, things that would pique Gareth's interest and appeal to his curious nature.

"Elin, fe ddes i o hyd i rywbeth," meddai Gareth ag arwydd o gyffro.

"Elin, I found something," said Gareth with a hint of excitement.

"Fe wnes i ddod â'r blwch i ti weld.

"I brought the box for you to see."

"Roedden nhw'n eistedd o dan gysgod y goeden whennyn, a dechreuodd Elin weithio ar agor y clo gyda'i chrefft gosod cloeon.

They sat under the shadow of the ash tree, and Elin began to work on opening the lock with her lock-picking skills.

Roedd Gareth yn gwylio'n fanwl, ei galon yn curo'n gyflym â'r disgwylgarwch.

Gareth watched intently, his heart racing with anticipation.

O fewn amser byr, clywyd y clo'n bachau.

Within a short time, the lock clicked open.

Agorodd y blwch i weld casgliad o lythyrau hen a lluniau du a gwyn yn gorwedd tu mewn iddo.

They opened the box to find a collection of old letters and black and white photos lying inside.

Ymddangosai eu bod nhw'n rhan o gyfrinach hanesyddol am orffennol Savannah, rhywbeth byddai'n son ar lafar y ddinas.

They seemed to be part of a historical secret about Savannah's past, something that would be spoken of in the city's whispers.

"Mae'n syfrdanol," meddai Gareth, ei lygaid yn llawn disgwyliad ac enigmatiaeth.

"It's amazing," said Gareth, his eyes full of expectation and mystery.

"Beth mae hyn i gyd yn ei olygu?

"What does all this mean?"

"Byddai Elin a Gareth bellach yn gweithio law yn llaw, yn archwilio cyfandir amser wedi'i guddio, yn ceisio datrys yr hyn oedd ganddynt.

Elin and Gareth would now work hand in hand, exploring a hidden expanse of time, trying to solve what they had found.

Wrth i'r haul fachlud a choed Forsyth Park dawelu yn y golau marwel, teimlodd Gareth ei fod wedi canfod rhywbeth arbennig.

As the sun set and the trees of Forsyth Park quieted in the twilight, Gareth felt he had found something special.

Nid am y blwch ei hun, ond y cysylltiad roedd wedi'i greu â'i gartref newydd, a'r hanesion roedd am ddarganfod.

Not because of the box itself, but the connection it had created with his new home, and the stories he would uncover.

Roedd ei ddyhead am gynhefeddrwydd wedi cael ei ateb, nid trwy rywbeth newydd na'r gorffennol, ond yn y gwirionedd ei bod bywyd yn llawn o bethau mawrion yma ag yn awr.

His longing for comfort had been answered, not through something new or the past, but in the truth that life is full of great things here and now.

Daeth Gareth i sylweddoli nad oedd angen chwilio'n bell am ryfeddodau bywyd.

Gareth came to realize that there was no need to search far for life's wonders.

Roedd gwirionedd ac ystyr yn sefyll gerllaw'r man roedd e'n galw gartref.

Truth and meaning stood close to the place he called home.

Roedd newydd gyfarfod â chyfeillion a chyfrinachau cofiadwy.

He had just met unforgettable friends and secrets.

Roedd y diwedd yn agos, ond roedd y stori newydd y dechrau.

The end was near, but the story was just beginning.