HARMONIE du Coeur (English/Anglais Version)

Chapter 1: Knowledge of a big secret

              Our grandmother finally sits down next to my brother, Honey and me. I notice that the box she just picked up is different from the others she showed me when I was a child, in color, style and shape. She hands me the box and reveals her intentions to us.

" My children, now that you are old enough to understand. I would like to share with you my biggest secret that I have ever told anyone. When I could still travel as an archaeologist and not an old grandmother, your grandfather and I found this box in the Amazon jungle during our archaeological dig. From a first point of view, I thought it was a relic or an old object from an ancient civilization, but the more we study it, the more we discover that what is hiding inside is not that simple.

- What do you mean, Grandma? You are not going to tell us yet a story or a legend that you found during your travels. We know this is to tease us and that "supernatural events" are only caused in movies. I'm teasing.

- On the contrary, if it was just a simple story. I wouldn't have bothered to do that research. Replies our Grandmother.

- What is so special about this box that you hide it? I question.

- Rose, Rose... This box you see comes from another world. After analytical tests, we deduced that the materials used do not correspond to any terrestrial source. Grandma informs us. Something surprising happens randomly when you accidentally touch some corners of the box. I can't show you that, because nothing will happen.

- What surprising things? Honey asks.

- Bits of light projections in different colors showing places, wait, I took some notes. "

Our Grandmother gets up, walks over to the desk and picks up some rolled up parchments from a drawer on a large desk facing a window. She comes back and unrolls them.

"As you can see, your grandfather painstakingly drew sketches from my notes and drafts. And putting them together, it looks like a map with countries that don't go together...

- Or, which do not come from the same origin. Continue Honey.

- That's exactly what I wanted to tell you. She said.

- Grandmother, what do you want from us? I question Grandmother, lost.

- I would like you to keep this box. I'm not asking you to study it diligently like your Grandfather did. She declares.

- Keep it... Is that all? This object is the result of a multitude of research, it cannot be easily picked up. I retaliate.

- I agree, we can't take care of it like you. Add Honey.

- Honey, you're already in 12th grade and your sister in 10th grade, you have plenty of capacity to keep a box, right? She jokes. Take it that way, think it's just a gift from your favorite Grandma. Do it for me at least, I can't keep everything and at some point these items will have to be thrown away or given away. Better that people I trust take the essentials.

- Okay, alright. I understand. But I think we are missing some information... I answer.

- Open it and you will see. "

When opening the box, two objects presented on a red velvet cushion hold our attention. The first item is a jewelry bag with inside a diamond ring in the shape of a heart and a brooch with cloudy wings in pastel blue-purple-pink shades. The second object is a rather solid turquoise heart-shaped capsule case.

"You have only one thing to remember kids. These objects draw their source from the energy of Harmony. This energy is found in the hearts of a wearer of a Harmonic object, it is defined by the personality and the traits that define the wearer. Grandmother explains to us.

- Okay, Grandma ... I think we've got the gist of it. I conclude. "

This whole thing is a little implausible ... I think I would have a hard time digesting all this information. Honey grabs the case and I take the remaining jewels. At least we have props as gifts. Our discussion ends there and our parents call us down for dinner.

After dinner everyone was tired, after washing the dishes we say goodbye to our grandmother and go home.

On the drive, my brother shares the same opinion as I do, these events leave us speechless and we don't know where to start.

The next morning, I walk into my brother's room to find out what he has done with the case. He bends down, reaches out for a cloth bag under his bed and pulls out the box. He had decided to leave it at our house, for fear of losing a precious object, I decided to do the same.

We go to high school as usual, we meet Daniel and Thierry in the locker corridor and talk about lessons and extracurricular activities to do. When the bell rings, we start to walk towards our classes, but all of a sudden I hold my brother with me and ask him to come with me to the basketball court which is at the back of the school and to away from prying eyes. He didn't say a word and walked over to the courtyard.

" What's up Rose? Is there a problem you wanted to share with me? He asks me.

- Yes, look at your size. "

Honey realizes that there is a light that shines brighter and brighter at the level of his waist until it takes the shape of a luminous heart, then of the case similar to the one our Grandmother gave us. I take a look around to see if anyone is watching us and asks him to grab the box so we can examined it, everything is identical to the box in my brother's room. My brother assures me that he never intended to take the objects, he prefers especially to leave them safe and hide them out of the reach of the curious.

Suddenly, the capsule box opens and a light engulfs us both. For a moment our eyes were so dazzled that we couldn't open our eyes.

We hear the sounds of engines, vehicles passing us at the speed of light. We don't understand what's going on. As soon as we have the opportunity to open our eyes, we find that we are standing on a sidewalk illuminated by neon channels with sparkling lights powered by electrical energies.

Vehicles no longer even roll on the ground, there are holographic screens suspended in the air that broadcast multiple media. What is happening? I notice on my finger, the diamond ring and the brooch hanging from my sweater.

To be continued...