A.N/Disclaimer: I own nothing of Moulin Rouge. This is just some small, tragic 'drabble' from Christian's point of view. It's his thoughts after he finished Satine's book. Please review. Thanks in advance.
I Will See Her Again
The woman I love is...dead.
How wonderful life was when Satine was in the world...life will never be the same. The most happiest and triumphant moment of my sorry excuse for a life...snatched away from my grasp within moments.
'Spectacular, Spectacular'
...The great success of a show...
...The show I wrote...
...The show that brought me to Satine...
...The show that made her a star...
I find myself attempting to remember the glorious finale, that sent the audience into a standing ovation...it's not possible.
Instead, I find myself situated in the memory of the death of Satine...
...She did not deserve the cruel fate that she received...
Freedom...beauty...truth...and love...
...The things I believed in, one year ago...
...In my mind, it seems like a completely different and isolated world...
Attempting to revive my beliefs...making them inspire me like they used to, is not easy...it seems almost impossible...
...Perhaps love...is impossible...
...You fall in love...have the one person that your heart desires snatched away from you...your heart breaks...and you don't know if you will ever fall in love again...
...I loved Satine...I love Satine...
...I will see her again...maybe sooner than I thought...
...As I drown my sorrows in a bottle of whisky...I slowly raise the pistol to my head...
I will see Satine again...all I have to do is pull the trigger...we will be together once more...BANG!
...Darkness...