Moonlight Glow

Chapter 6:Garnet

Days were passing by fastly. Since Hans was always out for work,Rosemary and Noah usually played cards at home. She was impressed by how much Noah was good at it. Apparently,he learned how to play in order to find new ideas for his performances. Things started to be less cold between the two of them. He discovered that Rosemary was 17,one year younger than him,and Hans was 23.What impressed Noah the most though was that both Hans and Rosemary didn't look at him with disdain just because he was ordered to kill people,instead they looked at him like a victim of such an unfair system. He wanted to feel like that too,but he also felt like he had no excuses for what he did. 

While Rosemary was mixing up the cards,Noah noticed some papers at the opposite side of the table,right next to Rose's delicate hands. Neither a word was written on it on it,but every sheet of paper either was of a solid color or it had patterns like balloons,candies or doves. In the mean time Rose was too focused on the cards,Noah leaned forward and with a quick gesture took a sheet of paper. The girl in front of him noticed the theft only when he was turning it around in his hands. It was a pastel pink sheet and a shadow of ink had yet to touch it.                                         "What is it?". He asked after he left it on the table.                                                                                        "Well,I was looking for a hobby and I found a book about origami".She chuckled but she kinda looked discouraged. "I already tried making something but they were a bit...wrong". Noah took the sheet back in his hands.                                                                                                                                        "Let me see if I can do something".

With precise movements,his skilled hands almost moved on their own while making something with that sheet of paper. Rosemary looked at it with wonder,her eyes were sparkling a little. When he finished he looked at his creation,making remarks in his mind about few mistakes (though Rosemary couldn't notice them at all). It was a small paper rose.
"That's awesome Noah!".She said it with so much happiness in her voice,as if the creation in the jester hands was a pink diamond instead of a pink origami."How did you learn to do that?".
His focused expression had turned into a smile too.

"Sometimes,just before the start of the show,I tried to entertain the children at the entrance. During one of those times,a blind kid showed me how he learned to make an origami boat. He was awesome because he had learned every movement by heart without making mistakes".
Rosemary answered with a simple warm smile.
"Therefore,I started making many different things". He looked away from her. Somehow he felt like her smile was enchanting him,because he had never seen something like it. Real,that's how he described it.
"Oh,by the way,do you like books?". She said standing up.
"I do,why?".
Without any notice she walked out of the sitting room and went straight to the door in front of her. Noah followed her without questioning. When she opened the door,the scent of ink and paper reached their nostrils and it felt like a powerful elixir,though instead of healing the body it could heal the mind.

A library?                                                                                                                                                                               His eyes were sparkling.

It was a big room with dozens of shelves and,at the opposite side of the door, a big clock. Although it was quite peculiar,because beside showing the time it also reflected the image of who was looking at it,just like a mirror.In his reflection he noticed that the bruise near his lips was almost like a distant memory.
Two armchairs were guarding the mirror,as if they were two sentries. He could feel that room was special.

During the night,a nightmare woke him up. He couldn't explain what exactly it was,because all he could see was darkness. But he could clearly hear someone crying. To stop thinking about it he went in the library. The moonlight was lighting up that immense room,and the red carpets in every aisle looked like paths made of petals. It was as if everything had a life of its own in that room during that time of the day. Even memories.That room calmed him down from his inexplicable vision.