A collection of short stories... Erik and Christine, as always... ALW's characters and rights... Just my idea...
Epilogue:
"A man is a monster, and a monster is a man. You often find examples of those, even when you aren't looking for those occurrences." Christine said to Raoul, laughing at his expression.
"Of course, a man can be a prince, too." She added, and Raoul's face seemed to morph into relief, and they both laughed after.
"But really, Raoul, he isn't a monster. Men hide their mistakes, these days, and bury them deep down where nobody can accuse them of wrongdoings. But him, he seems to display his mistakes and his flaws with his mask. Not many men would be brave enough to show their flaws like that." Christine had honestly said.
"And God knows how many torments he had been through with that mask and that face. Oh, Raoul, my heart melts just thinking about it!" Christine cries, and an honest emotion rises within her, and Raoul pulls her closer.
"No more talk of darkness. Forget these wide-eyed fears-" he sings gently, thinking he is rescuing her from her torment. In reality, Christine wants to say how much she loves her angel, how much she knows Buquet was a mistake.
But she is quiet. She is denying.
"Raoul- no. My mind longs to join you in harmony, and yet, my heart beats for someone else. I can't." I say, and my mind is silent, for once.
A man is a monster and a monster is a prince.