The enchantment that involves you (S1 Ep.5-7)

(Crescent Moon) Tuesday, July 16

As planned, early in the morning I prepared the bags with the pieces from the new collection to meet with Joan in her house. And while she was getting ready I waited in her room. I put the bags on her bed and sat beside these. For a moment my thoughts were cloudy. An uncontrollable desire took over my body and when I sort awaked I was standing and Joan right beside me calling my name.

Joan: Rose…

Rose: Yes! – I was startling, I didn’t notice for her entrance, I didn't recall having walked till here and much less why the book kept under my left hand let in me such an incantation. I was embarrassed because Joan almost caught me sneaking on her book. It was not intentionally, in those few moments I lost control over my movements, an intense curiosity invaded me as if the book pulled me to him. And in it, my thoughts were focused.

Joan: It's everything okay?

Rose: This book seems so old and has a cover so soft. - Said as if I was hypnotized by this.

Joan: Cucu... - With a wave of hand tried to take me out of the hypnotic state. - It's not just a book, it's my diary. - Said with a shaky voice, as if fearing that I opened it or read it.

Rose: Oh! Sorry. I… I…

Joan: I could swear that I kept it in the drawer. How strange!

Rose: I found it already up here, I swear.

Joan: It was my distraction, for sure. Let's go to the attic? - With a very mysterious air took the diary and kept it in the drawer of her desk.

Rose: Yes, of course!

Leaving her room, with bags in hand, I focused again on the goal that brought me here. However, It really was a strange feeling that book left on me. How weird it is to feel that there's a story to be told and in your hand is the untangle of it?!

We followed the stairs up. Well, the mini-studio that Joan prepared in her attic was amazing. It was all worked out in detail. Had cards of all colours, had accessories to help represent the pieces, from sunglasses, crayons, fallen leaves from trees... Were placed two lamps facing the white wall and between them the tripod, centred as possible. The result of her effort was wonderful, but something was missing…

Rose: Were is the camera, Joan?

Joan: Oh, I can't believe. I left it in the room. Be right back. – Said embarrassed.

Joan had stayed with a strange feeling, so I left, purposely, the camera in your room. And when he got there. The diary of your past life was again on top of the desk.

Joan had stayed with a strange feeling too, so she left, purposely, the camera in her bedroom. And when she got there… The diary of her past life was again on top of the desk.

Joan: But, how...