The Window

Best Dance

"Luna, pancakes or corn flakes and milk?", "Pancakes! extra honey hehe".

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Roger went to university next day, looking a bit tired. He and Gwen met in the cafe as usual. "Let's take you somewhere I discovered lately" , said Gwen with a smile and a wink . She lead the way but Roger knew the destination because he goes there all the time. "You seem to know the way, i'm not surprised", said Gwen, "Mr.book lover", she added with a small laughter, and he smiled. They entered the university's library. Roger couldn't decide why he was this happy: is it because he's with Gwen? Or is it because of the silence and peace that embraced the library? "This is not the big event", whispered Gwen in Roger's ear, "Then what is it?", asked Roger confused, "I know a secret place, let's go", answered Gwen. She walked to the very back of the library where there was only a wall standing, and no one was interested enough to go nearby. She turned her head to Roger and smiled, then whispered,"ready?", "ready", whispered Roger back. Gwen looked around for any sign of danger-someone watching them, but there was no body. She started removing an outer layer (something Roger couldn't tell what was it) off the wall that didn't seem to be there at all. Then a small door appeared to sight. Roger was fascinated, "How did you find this door?", he asked, "Curiosity", answered Gwen, "A strange one you got", said Roger, "I know", replied Gwen. "Now let's stop whispering and  get ourselves into this secret chamber", said Gwen, and nodded Roger. They opened the door, and they found a flight of stairs that led to an underground room. They went down, and Gwen, as though she knew all the details of the place, lit the candles. It was an old-fashioned chamber, with dirty windows that are useless because the camber was underground. But what drew Roger's attention above all, was the number of old dusty books dumped in the furthest corner of the chamber. He walked towards them, Gwen smiled then said, "This is so sweet. I directly went there, too". Roger smiled and bent down and held a book, removed the dust, Pride And Prejudice, Jane Austen. He held another one, and also removed the dust, Dracula, Bram Stoker. Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy. Great Expectations, Charles Dickens. The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne. And a lot more. "Why would anyone dump these old books?", asked Roger with some sort of anger in his voice, "You said it, old", answered Gwen also seeming shook. "But let's let go of that for now", said Gwen approaching Roger who turned to look at her, and smiled, "What is going on in your beautiful mind?", he asked. Gwen walked to a gramophone that Roger didn't notice when they first came. Gwen could manage bringing it to life. Then the machine started singing old classic music. Roger understood what Gwen was pointing at, so he held himself up and walked towards her where she was standing: in the center of the chamber. As an ordinary prince, he put one hand on the lower part of his back, and let out the other so that Gwen can put her hand on his, then bent a little with his head slightly lowered. "Where did you learn that gentleman?", Gwen asked, "I thought you might think better my lady. I'm a prince", Roger replied, then Gwen's face went pink of the embarrassment but she knew he didn't mind at all. After short moment, Gwen's hand met Roger's, so he straightened his back and raised up his head and placed the hand that was on his back, on Gwen's back, as she wrapped his shoulders with her arm. Then, slowly, they started moving, but they couldn't tell they were dancing. Gwen raised her head to let her red face meet Roger's red face. Their posture was perfect although they weren't so comfortable (Roger was some centimeters taller than Gwen). Moments later, they found themselves swinging with the music and losing their uncomfortable status. Roger felt chills all over his body. He felt love tickling his heart. He felt as though butterflies from heaven were flying around them. And from Gwen's eyes, he could tell she was feeling the same. His only wish at that time was : Please Lord, don't let this moment end. He couldn't describe how he felt. It was just..ma-magical.