In 1900's France, a beautiful soprano is a rising star because of her music teacher. But when a childhood friend comes along to court the young lady, will she have to choose between love and music?
As Christine was getting ready for the Opera Gleb walks into her dressing room. She turns to face him. "Gleb." She gets up from her chair and runs into his embrace. "Christine are you ready?" "Yes." Christine said looking at her shoes. Gleb put is finger under her chin and brought her eyes to meet his. "It's going to be ok. No one will harm you my words will warm and calm you." Gleb said as he leaned in and gave her a kiss. Christine grabbed his jacket wanting this moment to last forever. When Gleb pulled away tears were in Christine's eyes, he quickly wiped them away and gave her another loving kiss. Christine was scared what would happen but she felt safe in Gleb's arms.
"Mrs. Daae it's time." One of the stage hands called from the other side of the door. Gleb released her and lead her back stage where they shared one last kiss before parting ways. It was now time for Christine to preform her false angels opera.
"no thoughts within her head but thoughts of joy. no dreams within her heart, but dreams of love."
"Master?"
"Passarino- go away! For the trap is set and waits for his prey."
"You have come here In pursuit of your deepest urge In pursuit of that wish which till now has been silent Silent I have brought you That our passions may fuse and merge In your mind you've already succumbed to me Dropped all defenses, completely succumbed to me Now you are here with me, no second thoughts You've decided, decided Past the point of no return No backward glances The games we've played till now are at an end Past all thought of if or when No use resisting Abandon thought and let the dream descend What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us Past the point of no return The final threshold? What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn Beyond the point of no return?"
"You have brought me To that moment where words run dry To that moment where speech disappears into silence Silence I have come here Hardly knowing the reason why In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent And now I am here with you, no second thoughts I've decided, decided Past the point of no return No going back now Our passion play has now at last begun Past all thought of right or wrong One final question How long should we two wait before we're one? When will the blood begin to race The sleeping bud bursts into bloom? When will the flames at last consume us?"
"Past the point of no return The final threshold The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn We've passed the point of no return"
Christine pulled off his hood to reveal that It was the Phantom not Piangi. She started to run off stage then she saw Gleb in box 5 tell her to stop. Then the Phantom started to sing again.
"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime Lead me, save me from my solitude Say you want me with you here beside you Anywhere you go let me go too Christine, that's all I ask of..."
Christine ripped off his mask and wig to reveal this hideous deformity.
"NO!!" The Phantom yelled dragging her off stage down to his lair once more.
"Monsieur Vaganov I know where they are"
"But can I trust you?"
"You must, but remember Your hand at the level of your eyes!"
"But why?"
"The Punjab lasso, Monsieur First Buquet, now Piangi"
"Like this, Monsieur I'll come with you"
"No, Meg! No, you stay here! Come with me, Monsieur Hurry, or we shall be too late!" ________________________________ "Down once more to the dungeons of my black despair! Down we plunge to the prison of my mind! Down that path into darkness, deep as hell! Why, you ask, was I bound and chained In this cold and dismal place? Not for any mortal sin But the wickedness of my abhorrent face!"
"Track down this murderer! He must be found! Track down this murderer! He must be found!"
"Hounded out by everyone! Met with hatred everywhere! No kind words from anyone! No compassion anywhere! Christine... Why? Why!"
"Your hand at the level of your eyes!" "He lives across the lake Monsieur, this is as far as I dare go."
"Madam Giry, Thank you." ________________________________ Chapter 9 done. Who will Christine choose? Her angel or her Childhood lover?" Comment what you think!
(This is what Christine's dress looked like but Christine has blond hair.)
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