The Garden of Everything
Der Märchenclub
Chapter 10
[The Garden of Everything]
Jessica’s heart beat in a faster rate for one moment, and the second after, she felt like she lost all the strength she was supposed to have. She also felt like logic was slipping away, she simply couldn’t decide whether to look away from the window or to actually attempt on taking a better look through the darkness of the night.
In the end, she dared herself. Rationality be gone, she only gripped the windowsill tighter. Her knuckles nearly turned white, but that was not the main concern.
The garden outside was dark –an insufficient amount of garden lamps were all she had as sources of lighting. But when her eyes we got accustomed with the darkness, she could slowly tell that someone was there. Someone was moving, no, swinging.
Her heart felt like it wanted to explode. suddenly felt dry.
The creak of the rusty chain, the sweet melody from the voice, the gush of air, the stillness of everything else…
There was a girl, sitting on a swing and humming, singing…
She did not even know why she could still remember the voice. But it was the same; her feeling was telling her it was the same voice.
It was the most beautiful voice she had ever heard.
But at the same time…
She gulped. She was a coward, she admitted. Was it a ghost? She did not know, but the beauty… oh the beauty… glued her eyes towards the scene below her.
The suddenly opened door behind her alarmed her. In a reflexive manner, Jessica swung the window close.
“Jessica-sshi?” the voice echoed in the restroom where she was at, unconsciously dragging her back from one realm to another realm: reality.
Turning around and composing back her poise, Jessica slowly replied the newcomer. Before her, stood a petite girl with brown hair and inquiring eyes.
“Sunny-sshi,” Jessica acknowledged as she tried to put an end to such an awkward moment. Oh, not that she succeed in doing so though.
“What are you doing?” questioned Sunny.
“Nothing,” replied Jessica curtly. Before Sunny could bombard her with more questions, Jessica walked fast past Sunny and exited the rest room.
Having escaped Sunny, Jessica then frantically gazed at the corridor of the building. She was not the most curios person ever, but the singing girl she had seen in the garden…
It was not real, a part of her persuaded.
Jessica’s feet worked faster than her own mind, contradicted what she had on her consciousness. The garden was located on the back part of Seoul Opera House’s building. Her heels dragged her towards the main stairs and she went down. She did not even know why she was doing that. All she knew was that her hand suddenly extended to open the handle of the big main door and –
“Jessica-sshi,” a male voice alarmed her and stopped her on track –just before she could pull the door open.
She pivoted to face the man and found herself looking at an unfamiliar face. The man had neat, light brown hair, and there was an earring on one side of his ears. He had a gentle and an almost funny-looking face. She did not know him, but his voice made her recognized him immediately.
“Ah, it’s me,” the man said as he grabbed something from his pocket –an eye mask. He quickly put the mask in front of his face before he pulled it away again. “Park Jung Soo.”
“I see,” Jessic
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