The Kiss Of Death
Hello once again everyone! I know it's been quite a long time since I've written anything after I finished my Wicked fic, Look to the Western Sky. I've been very busy going into my freshman year of college, and I've also had a bad case of writer's block. A few weeks ago however, I was introduced to a new musical, a German musical called Elisabeth, by Sylvester Levay and Michael Kunze.. It tells of the life of the Empress Elisabeth of Austria, playing up a love triangle between Elisabeth, her husband Franz Joseph, and Death, personified as a mysterious, handsome man who is in love with Elisabeth, and whose kiss is fatal. Even though this musical has never been performed or recorded in English, it is a wonderful show, with great songs and a very interesting plot. The story that I am writing is being told from the point of view of the different characters, starting with Death, known in the play (and this fic) as Der Tod (German for Death). I will occasionally use lyrics for sections (the songs that I have translations for), other times I will create dialogue between the characters. If you would like to know more about Elisabeth, you can find tons of information (including a synopsis) here:
is so great to be writing again, I have missed you all! Please read and review!!
-GreenGirl13
Prologue
I am a reality, I can explain that old song that has never left me. Even if the melody sounds heavenly, the real plan is diabolic. According to people, it must be love. I come to obtain people, and it leaves me cold. Yet I linger without it, be my victims young or old. How could I have become this weak? What was my motive? Simply this: I had her from the beginning.
Elisabeth. Yes, the Empress of Austria was mine from the moment I met her, though it took her quite some time to accept that simple fact. I have been by her side throughout her life, occasionally setting events into motion that would ultimately bring her back to me.
You may have heard many things about Elisabeth, or Sissi as she was called by her family and loved ones. A Duchess of Bavaria, her life began like a fairy tale, she was swept away by none other than the Emperor of Austria, Franz Joseph I. But soon her life began to deteriorate, and things were not as magical as they had first appeared. Finally, her life ended when she was assassinated by an Italian Anarchist named Luigi Lucheni.
But what you may not have come to realize, is that it was I who brought all these events into being. It was I who handed the knife to Lucheni, I who manipulated the Crown Prince Rudolf, Elisabeth's only son. Why? Because she had captured my heart.
She was my lover from the beginning, and I knew that no matter how she tried to resist me, she would be mine at the end.
You don't believe me? Let me tell you then, the real story of the life of The Empress Elisabeth of Austria, as I experienced it.
And who am I you ask? Isn't it obvious?
I am Death.