Part 2 to TheElegantFairie's challenge. This chapter isn't a lot of action, but I'm slowly building up to the supernatural part of it.
She came into my life one night. There was a full moon that night I remember. I had decided to spend another night below with my music when I first heard her sing. It was like a wave of warmth that surrounded me, a blanket that promised to guard me from all that I had come to fear and despise in my life. Her voice did something that frightened me. It made me want to return to the world above, the world that had despised me.
I knew not how I made my way above, but the next thing I knew I was once again in my box. I looked down to find the source of such musical delight and, heaven help me, I saw a woman sent from hell to damn me. Her hair was red like the shine of a ruby under the light of a flame. Her eyes were large and full of promise, but I could see her pain deep within. She was a woman that had suffered. She wore a red dress that clung to her and showed off how white and pure her skin was. She was beautiful, but I had seen beauty before.
Suddenly I felt those eyes fall upon me before I saw them. She could see me, but she wasn't screaming or running in fear. She was just staring at me, and singing. Looking in those eyes, I heard the words for the first time. It was an Irish love song from a woman calling to her love lost to the sea. Her eyes held no fear, no sadness even. They held nothing, just two orbs. I had heard her eyes were blue, but they were instead the color of storm clouds.
She ended the song, her eyes never leaving mine. When one of the managers cleared their throat, I sank back into the shadows. She turned to once again face the managers and a man I had never seen before, a man that I could swear was the devil. So this was Harold Zidler, the owner of the Moulin Rouge. If he was here then that meant the woman on the stage was the Sparkling Diamond. She was still staring at him. Her gaze was certainly unnerving and yet so captivating.
Without warning, I found myself doubled over in pain. I had made a mistake in coming above ground, especially tonight. I turned to leave, silently as a shadow. Before I did, I saw the girl on the stage hold a cloth to her mouth and cough.
I have high hopes for this story. Hopefully I'll have time to work on it since I have a horse show this weekend, homework and another story in progress. coughcoughtotallyreaditcough cough But like always, reviews and PM's are mightily appreciated!
