Resolution of the Revolution
Christian looks at his typewriter. Satine's name floats across the page many times, for her name swims across his mind and ends up on his fingers. The story of their tragic love is now over, yet he is not satisfied. He wishes to do something...anything that will help bring back her memory. The greatest thing in life is just to love, and to be loved in return. He lets out a cry in anguish, and hurls the green fairy across the room, the noise of her shattering splitting the silence of his heart.
He looks out at the weathered Moulin Rouge. Satine had told him that this was her home. But oh, how it looked so forlorn now that her presence was not inside. After her death, the Zidlers closed up the Moulin Rouge. Only one showing of "Spectacular Spectacular" made it to the stage, for the story was not the same without Satine. In honor of Satine, they left the Moulin Rouge to bless other parts of France with the Diamond Dogs.
Christian looked down at the deed to the Moulin Rouge. In honor of all Christian did for the Moulin Rouge, Satine, and the Bohemian Revolution, the Zidlers left him in charge. They didn't know what would become of the old theatre, but they hoped it would help comfort the poor boy in the love that he lost.
"Why does all forbidden love end up in pain!" Christian thought to himself. "I just wish...oh how I wish she was near my side again." He stood up, grabbed his coat and hat, and left his room. He said he entered the Moulin Rouge...One...Last...Time. However, that is not the case. Every day since the death of his love, Christian walks through the dust covered theatre, sparkling with memories of Satine. This is the only way he can be close to her. In his solitary walks, he talked to her. Talking to her about Bohemian ideals, his dear friends, and the latest happenings.
He stopped dead in his tracks. He was on the stage, looking out toward the empty seats. A thought came to him. "This is Satine's home! Why is it so dead? If it is her home, it should be made to suit her beauty!" With that thought, he bolted out the door to start on his project. Thoughts swam through his mind, and the faster they swam, the faster he ran. He reached his room, gathered all of the papers of their love story to send off to a publisher. After, he sat down at his typewriter to think.
For Christian had made a resolution. He would bring back the Moulin Rouge. He would honor Satine in his plays. Plays about Freedom. Plays about Truth. Plays about Beauty. And most of all, plays about Love. He would bring back the Bohemian attitude to the Moulin Rouge, because after all, Satine called him talented, right? That meant...he could do it. He will do it. He will do it all for Satine, all for love.
Coming next, New Beginnings.
Christian looks at his typewriter. Satine's name floats across the page many times, for her name swims across his mind and ends up on his fingers. The story of their tragic love is now over, yet he is not satisfied. He wishes to do something...anything that will help bring back her memory. The greatest thing in life is just to love, and to be loved in return. He lets out a cry in anguish, and hurls the green fairy across the room, the noise of her shattering splitting the silence of his heart.
He looks out at the weathered Moulin Rouge. Satine had told him that this was her home. But oh, how it looked so forlorn now that her presence was not inside. After her death, the Zidlers closed up the Moulin Rouge. Only one showing of "Spectacular Spectacular" made it to the stage, for the story was not the same without Satine. In honor of Satine, they left the Moulin Rouge to bless other parts of France with the Diamond Dogs.
Christian looked down at the deed to the Moulin Rouge. In honor of all Christian did for the Moulin Rouge, Satine, and the Bohemian Revolution, the Zidlers left him in charge. They didn't know what would become of the old theatre, but they hoped it would help comfort the poor boy in the love that he lost.
"Why does all forbidden love end up in pain!" Christian thought to himself. "I just wish...oh how I wish she was near my side again." He stood up, grabbed his coat and hat, and left his room. He said he entered the Moulin Rouge...One...Last...Time. However, that is not the case. Every day since the death of his love, Christian walks through the dust covered theatre, sparkling with memories of Satine. This is the only way he can be close to her. In his solitary walks, he talked to her. Talking to her about Bohemian ideals, his dear friends, and the latest happenings.
He stopped dead in his tracks. He was on the stage, looking out toward the empty seats. A thought came to him. "This is Satine's home! Why is it so dead? If it is her home, it should be made to suit her beauty!" With that thought, he bolted out the door to start on his project. Thoughts swam through his mind, and the faster they swam, the faster he ran. He reached his room, gathered all of the papers of their love story to send off to a publisher. After, he sat down at his typewriter to think.
For Christian had made a resolution. He would bring back the Moulin Rouge. He would honor Satine in his plays. Plays about Freedom. Plays about Truth. Plays about Beauty. And most of all, plays about Love. He would bring back the Bohemian attitude to the Moulin Rouge, because after all, Satine called him talented, right? That meant...he could do it. He will do it. He will do it all for Satine, all for love.
Coming next, New Beginnings.