In the distant future, where the boundaries between reality and virtuality erased beyond recognition, and technology reached a level that was once considered impossible, humanity encountered a new era-the era of the singularity. Spaceships conquered the expanses of galaxies, artificial intelligence became an integral part of everyday life, and the colonies on distant planets no longer seemed to be fantastic. But in this world, where science and a dream merged together, a secret was hidden that could change everything. The secret that will make humanity ask the question: who are we really – the creators of our fate or just pawns in someone else’s game?
The action takes place in Switzerland. The old city of Bern, as if a revived page from a medieval novel, was spread out on a high hill washed by the emerald waters of the Aara River. His narrow streets, paved with paving stones, wriggled between old houses with arcades, which kept the breath of centuries. Each stone here breathed in history, each facade was a story about the past, about the times when Bern was a stronghold of power and culture.
Gothic spiers of the Cathedral of St. Vincent soared into the sky, like arrows directed to God. His stained -glass windows, playing with paints in the rays of the sunset sun, seemed to come to life, telling biblical stories to those who dared to look inside. And in the square in front of the cathedral, under the shadow of centuries -old Lip, stood the Moses fountain, whose figure, full of dignity, reminded of eternal laws and truths.
The streets of the Old City were an open -air gallery. Fountains with figures of bears, dragons and angels decorated with bright coats of arms, like guards, stood at the intersections, observing the life of the city. The bear – the symbol of Bern – met everywhere: on flags, signs, facades of houses. He reminded that this city was founded in the place where these powerful animals were once found.
The arched galleries, stretching along the streets, created the feeling that you were walking through time. Under their arches, cozy cafes were hidden, where fragrant coffee and fresh pastries, antique shops, full of treasures of the past, and workshops of artisans, where things with the soul were still created. Here, time flowed more slowly, as if giving the opportunity to enjoy every moment.
In the evening, when the sun sat over the horizon, the old city was transformed. The facades of the houses, illuminated by the soft light of the lanterns, discarded long shadows, creating a mysterious atmosphere. The Aara River, reflecting the last rays of sunset, turned into a mirror in which the city saw its reflection – eternal and unchanging.
The old city of Bern was not just a place. It was a state of mind. Here, the past and the present were intertwined so closely that it seemed as if time to stop to allow everyone who came here to touch eternity.
People walked along small alleys. There were tables along the street; Someone read the newspaper with the last news, in the air we hung the aromas of coffee and branded pastries. Around flaunted windows with expensive clothes.
Emma worked in one of them.
Her smile was a ray of sun on a cloudy day – sincere, light, contagious. She was not artificial or on duty, like many in the service sector. Emma smiled because she really liked what she did. She believed that everyone deserves to feel beautiful and confident, and her smile seemed to say: “I will help you find what would make you happy.” People came to her with a difficult mood, and left easily in the shower and a smile on their face.
Clients came to Emma not only behind fashionable outfits, but also to plunge into the warm light of her eyes, who seemed to look into the depths of each person and saw something special, something that others did not notice. When she looked at the client, her gaze was not just attentive – he was soulful, as if she tried to solve his story in order to understand what made him unique. And people felt it. They opened before her, like books, trusting her their innermost desires and dreams.
Some clients admitted that they come to the store not so much for shopping as for her energy.
“You are like a ray of light,” they told her.
Emma was always embarrassed by such words, but deep down was happy that she could give people something more than just clothes. She created an atmosphere of comfort and trust around her, in which everyone felt important and valuable.
Her manner of communication was light, natural and laid -back. She did not press, did not impose, but gently directed, helping customers find what really suited them. She could easily choose the perfect outfit for a business meeting or offer something unexpected for a party, always considering the tastes and preferences of a person. And she did it with such sincerity that people returned to her again and again, bringing friends and acquaintances with them.
