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Black velvet and red brocade lighted softly by cold fire. Cold because it was behind glass. Black glass that shone indigo with the dark light. If the candles had been lit, it would have seemed warmer, but they were not. She shivered. She wanted to go home.
He was there at the organ. The music made her stomach churn. The door was invisible, but she knew how to find it. If only it had not been locked. He was at the organ, and his hands moved as wild white wraiths dancing madly to their own hellish music. Entranced by the power of his own hands, he would not notice if she fled. If only the door had not been lo
by ~SirenOfAverne
If OnlyIf OnlyIf Only
The shot shattered the peace of the sleeping house. And while footsteps hurried along the halls, Raoul sat looking into the darkness, holding out his pistol, ready to shoot again. This time the two eyes had disappeared. Light, people, Count Philippe, terribly anxious: “What happened, Raoul?” “I think I have been dreaming. I shot at two stars that kept me from sleeping.” “You’re raving! Are you ill? For God’s sake, tell me what happened!” And the count seized hold of the revolver. “No, no, I’m not raving. And we shall soon find out . . .”
Raoul rose and slipped his rob
by ~SirenOfAverne
A Want Ad: The Perfect ManThe Perfect Man... I believe, needs to be spelled out in specific terms. I don't know if such a man really does exist, ever has, or ever will, but until I find one, I'll keep waiting. I'll begin with simple adjectives then perhaps become more descriptive:A Want Ad: The Perfect Man
Dark, powerful, strong and resolute. Highly intelligent and perceptive. Possesses enrapturing musical talent, preferably in the art of the violin, and necessarily a pianist. Strong and well-wizened in the ways of the world. Assured of self and capabilities (which, of course, are extraordinary). Possess no essence of vulgarity or crass mannerisms. Full sense of responsibili
by ~SirenOfAverne
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- Favourite genre of music: Opera
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Thousands of geniuses live and die undiscovered - either by themselves
or by others.
~*~ Mark Twain ~*~
PS- I have that same print of Le Jeune Martyre on my wall.
(Am now watching you, too.)
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Even the ugly deserve to be loved.
*chases after Erik muse*
"I am dying, Daroga, dying of love."--Erik
"With Erik, you never know. Is it the cat? Is it the ghost? No, one can never tell!"--Raoul
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Proud Keeper of one of Crawford's Phantom shirt.
Now I want his PONR cloak ! And his mask too !
I am the angel of perversion, come to me : angel of perversion...
Thanks for the fave on "dissection" [link] !
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Proud Keeper of one of Crawford's Phantom shirt.
Now I want his PONR cloak ! And his mask too !
I am the angel of perversion, come to me : angel of perversion...
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Proud Keeper of one of Crawford's Phantom shirt.
Now I want his PONR cloak ! And his mask too !
I am the angel of perversion, come to me : angel of perversion...
Of course I'm adding, you. It'd not be very jolly of me not to!
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<i>I only wished to become something beautiful
Through my music, through my silent devotion</i>
- Nightwish, <i>Ocean Soul</i>
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<i>I only wished to become something beautiful
Through my music, through my silent devotion</i>
- Nightwish, <i>Ocean Soul</i>
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