Maleficent: Angel of Music

After the performance, Aurora left the theatre and went into the woods, into this little clearing where there stood a large tree with ethereal markings carved into it. Her mother used to tell her that "if you pray to the fairy tree, your fairy godmother will pass over you and give you luck for the rest of your life." For years Aurora was living under the guise of Briar Rose, a ballet dancer at the Opera Enchanté, but she knows deep down that there's more to her past than that. Like, why did she have to change her name, why do her aunties whisper things like "he's mad, she's threatening us, she's just a young girl" or her personal favorite "she's to special." Aurora wondered what's so special about her, and who is "he" or "she" for that matter?

Years before she came to the Opera Enchanté, she lived with her beautiful mother in a cottage in the woods and they lived happily. But one night her mother went out into the night to pick berries and...she never came back. And that is when her "Aunties" came and took her away and she never went back to her old life ever again; she's been questioning her whole life since then. She then trails off into a silent prayer, "Oh, fairy tree, I wish that in the future good things will come my way and...I wish to know who I really am..."

Aurora: Amen.

There's not a morning I begin without

A thousand questions running through my mind,

That I don't try to find the reason and the logic

In the world that God designed.

The reason why

a bird was given wings,

If not to fly and praise the sky

With every song it sings.

What's right or wrong,

Where I belong

Within the scheme of things...

And why have eyes that see

And arms that reach

Unless you're meant to know

There's something more?

If not to hunger for the meaning of it all,

Then tell me what a soul is for?

Why have the wings

Unless you're meant to fly?

And tell me please, why have a mind

If not to question why?

And tell me where-

Where is it written what it is

I'm meant to be, that I can't dare

To have the chance to pick the fruit of every tree,

Or have my share of every sweet-imagined possibility?

Just tell me where, tell me where?

If I were only meant to tend the nest,

Then why does my imagination sail

Across the mountains and the seas,

Beyond the make-believe of any fairy tale?

Why have the thirst if not to drink the wine?

And what a waste to have a taste

Of things that can't be mine?

And tell me where, where is it written what it is

I'm meant to be, that I can't dare-

To find the meanings in the mornings that I see,

Or have my share of every sweet-imagined possibility?

Just tell me where- where is it written?

Tell me where-

Or if it's written anywhere?

As she prays, a whispery singing voice utters "Brava, Brava, Bravissima." Aurora looks around to find no one there; but then the whispery voice was replaced by a sweet high-pitched voice calling out her name "Aurora, Aurora" then the whispery voice returned and repeated "Aurora"

Snow White: Where in the world have you been hiding? Really, you were perfect; I only wish I knew your secret, who is your great tutor?

Auroras' mind drifted into space for a brief moment and then she came back to reality and she looked towards her sweet friend.

Aurora: Mother once spoke of an

Angel, I used to dream she'd appear

Now as I sing I can sense her and I know she's here

Here in these woods, she calls me softly

Somewhere inside, hiding

Somehow I know she's always with me

She, the unseen fairy

Snow White:

'Rora you must have been dreaming

Stories like this can't come true

'Rora you're talking in riddles

And it's not like you

Aurora:

Angel of music, guide and guardian

Grant to me your glory

Angel of music, hide no longer

Secret and strange Angel...

She's with me even now

Snow White:

Your hands are cold

Aurora:

All around me

Snow White:

Your face, 'Rora, it's white!

Aurora:

It frightens me...

Snow White:

Don't be frightened ...

All of a sudden a bright light shined in front of the two girls which made them shriek "what are you doing out here" said a disgruntled Merryweather "get back inside the both of you, hop to it" she said, and the girls went inside with Merryweather in step.

Aurora waited inside her room, brushing her hair and looking into her boudoir. As she gazed deep into her mirror, she saw a memory of her childhood with Phillip. The young prince climbed from his window and ran into the woods with Aurora; every day they had picnics in the forest and told dark stories of the north, while her mother played the flute. Phillip always said...

Phillip:

Little Lotte let her mind wander

Little Lotte thought: Am I...

Suddenly the voice in her head became deeper and in the reflection of her boudoir was a handsome young man. A different reflection of the boy she once new, still saying the same poem that he said when they were kids...

Philip:

...fonder of dolls

or of goblins or shoes?

Aurora:

Phillip!

There he stood, the young boy she knew as a child, now a young man...

Phillip:

or of riddles of frocks?

That charming smile on his face, just made Aurora melt.

Aurora:

Those picnics in the forest

Phillip:

...or of chocolates?

Aurora:

Mother playing the flute

Phillip:

As we read to each other dark stories of the North

Aurora:

No - what I love best, Lotte said,

is when I'm asleep in my bed

and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!

BOTH:

The Angel of Music sings songs in my head!

Phillip:

You sang like an angel tonight

Aurora:

Mother said, 'If you dream hard enough, child

the Angel of Music will come to you'.

Well, mother has gone, Phillip, and I have been

visited by the Angel of Music.

Phillip:

Oh, no doubt of it - And now we'll go to supper!

Aurora:

No, Phillip, the Angel of Music is very strict.

Phillip:

Well, I shan't keep you up late!

Aurora:

Phillip, no!

Phillip:

You must change. I'll order my carriage.

Two minutes - Little Lotte.

Aurora:

No, Phillip, wait!

But, without another word, the prince vanished. Aurora sat down with a look of worry on her face. If she was late, what would the Angel do? She looked in her mirror and her eyes began to tear up; she laid her head down and cried "things have changed Phillip" she cried. Suddenly the lights slowly went down as the girl cried and a booming voice sung throughout the opera house...

Maleficent:

Insolent boy!

This slave of fashion

basking in your glory!

Aurora lifted her head and listened to the angry voice...

Maleficent:

Ignorant fool!

This brave young suitor,

sharing in my triumph!

Aurora:

Angel! I hear you!

Speak, I listen...

stay by my side, guide me!

Angel, my soul was weak

forgive me...

enter at last, Master!

Maleficent:

Flattering child

you shall know me,

see why in shadow I hide

Look at your face in the mirror

I am there inside!

Aurora:

Angel of Music!

Guide and guardian!

Grant to me your glory!

Angel of Music!

Hide no longer!

Come to me, fairy godmother

Maleficent:

I am your Angel of Music

Come to me: Angel of Music

Phillip:

Whose is that voice?

Who is that in there?

Maleficent:

I am your Angel of Music

Phillip:

Aurora, AURORA!

Maleficent:

Come to me: Angel of Music...

P.s.

Yes, I did use "Where is it Written" from Yentl, and I know it's not from Phantom of the Opera, but I just had to use that song. I will be using different songs for different moments in the story from time to time. I'm so glad you guys are following my story; rate, review and watch. Later:)