AN: Hey, all! It's been a very long time. Frankly, I've been too caught up in schoolwork and such. So, I've decided to do a remake of Defying the Dark. This story has the same concept- a retelling of the original 2004 movie, but I run the show.
So, on with the story...
Winter's Rose
Prologue
Frail shafts of light illuminated the mangled floor. Apparitions of whispers, cheers, and hoots reverberated throughout the vacuous room, long since publicized and heard.
Rats scrabbled beneath the floorboards, nibbling at the un-salvaged carrion which had latched itself between audience seats.
The red carpets trickled from beneath the seats like blood, the brittle tendrils of their gold-edged remains prying for life like rapacious fingers. The carpet had ensnared itself between fragments of glass and baubles.
A formerly resplendent chandelier lay inert among the wreckage, its ability to provoke any spectator into awe vanished some years ago. The gargantuan chandelier looked melancholy itself. And there were many to blame.
An inferno had rampaged throughout that very opera house many nights ago.
Before that, however, guests took seats to observe the plays, performers ushered themselves to and fro in the wings, and a particular...phantom had assumed its position above and below them all.
There was a blooming young singer, Christine Daae, who had once graced the Paris Opera House. She was benevolent, sprightly, and breathed life into the core of the stage.
And into the Phantom.
One certain night, however, had blown the young woman and the ghost asunder. One night which the whole of France would never cease to forget.
In order to tell the two souls' ending, however, one must go back to the beginning...
AN: I know it wasn't much. It's just a platform to get me into the water. Hope you all enjoyed! Please review. :)