『The Rhythm Of Despair』

9|Tunes From A Dream?

We go around Paris together.

The sky was such a beautiful color today, a rich blue with white fluffly clouds. Sure, this could just be an average sunny day but back home we've never seen such a blue sky, the colors of sky keeps changing so I'd call us lucky to experience this.

"Luka, could we buy some macarons?" Juleka asks. "I've heard it's the most delicious dessert you could have here in Paris!"

I smile and nod, "sure. Let's go!"

We look around and find a store that sells bread and a lot of other desserts, the store is called The Dupain-Cheng Bakery.

I walk over to the door to open it.

"Luka, I found something over there that I want to see!" Juleka says. "Could I possibly.. Go there?"

I look at her, "I don't see why not? But make sure to be safe!"

She nods and runs away.

I look away too when I hear a hum, a noise, a sound from someone's mouth. It was beautiful.

My heart begins to race to the beautiful noise which sounds like a tune from a dream.

I could feel the happiness going into this beautiful tune.

It feels as if the tune is coming from the bakery, who's humming?

I open the door and walk inside.

I walk to the counter to see a man and a woman who looks Asian and was wearing an Asian type of garment.

"Hello." I say.

"Hello!" They both politely respond.

"I'm new here." I say. "New to Paris."

"Well then, let us introduce ourselves!" The man with the light skin and brown beard says. "I'm Tom Dupain."

"And I'm Sabine Cheng!" The Asian woman says.

I smile, "I'm Luka.. Luka Couffaine."

"Well, Luka do you want anything?"

Juleka does want some macarons and I definitely want to taste them.

"Uh.. Do you sell macarons?" I ask.

They both smile.

"Yes, we do!" Miss Cheng's replies.

Mr. Dupain gets a bag full of macarons ready for me and then passes them to me when he is done.

"Here! A bag full of macarons, on the house!"

My mouth drops in shock. "Really?"

They both nod.

I take hold of the bag and wave goodbye.

I turn around, getting ready to leave but stop when I hear that time again.

"A tune from a dream?" I mumble under my breath.

I turn back and run to the counter, "do you.. By any chance know where that tune is coming from?"

"Well, our daughter loves to sing when she is in a happy mood." Ms. Cheng replies with a smile.

Daughter? Wow, her singing is pretty good.

"Why do you ask?" Mr. Dupain asks.

I shrug, "the tune is really beautiful!"

They both smile.

I've never heard such a beautiful tune, it makes me really happy to hear it.