-LYRICA'S POV-
I dreamed about music, about a song that I had stuck in my head for no apparent reason...
"Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses..."
I sang in a little whisper as I got up from my swan bed. But after some time, before I knew I was singing with all the air in my lungs.
"Slowly, gently night unfurls it's splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
hear it, feel it, secretly possess you,
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness that you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Let your mind start a journey to a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night
You alone can make my song take flight Help me make the music of the night"
I then, remembered Erik, remembered all what happened. The screams, the terror, the whole horrible and psychotic thoughts that murdered my heart with tiny stabs...
I grabbed a pure black dress and my black mask that had white lips painted on it.
As soon as I had creeped through the trapdoors, I heard voices
"You fool!" Screamed a voice which I recognized as Erik's, but then, a voice that was vaguely familiar also spoke.
"What- Who are you?! What do you want from me?! I swear I have no money, I'm broke! Please let me go!!"
The voice sounded more desperate with every word. But then it hit me.
Alistair...
I started to shake and tremble, I couldn't help it. All those memories came to my mind again.
But not now.
I wouldn't allow it anymore.
I finally got out the trapdoor, to find Erik pun-jabbing Alistair.
"Erik! What are you-"
Before I or Erik could react, Alistair punched Erik in the face.
I screamed and grabbed my knife, I ALWAYS had a knife hidden in my sleeve, one in my tight and one little and thin dagger in my boot.
I took out the bigger one, which was in my sleeve.
Alistair had Erik pinned in the ground.
Anger fulfilled me, No. Alistair had hunted me down to ruin my life, but he forgot something really important.
"Now I am prepared"
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The Phantomess
FanfictionErik Destler, or better known as The Phantom of the Opera, is a lonely person or as he calls himself "an unlovable monster". He escaped from his mother one night before she sold him to the Persian Circus. But what can he know... Some years later an...
