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send the lawyers after me!!
I'm innocent.I'm blonde and I'm new!!
NB: This is an A/U
The Windmill turns no more.
~*~ Recap;
"My mother lets me play here. She says that its safe as nobody comes here anymore. Anyway I'm practicing to become a great actress like my mother wanted to be." Christian laughed and nodded. 'A great actress. just like Satine dreamed of being.'
~*~
Alexandria began to walk towards the edge of the stage humming quietly to herself. She glanced behind herself and looked back at Christian and beckoned him after her.
'I wonder why he came here...mother says no one comes here any more'
"So where do you live Alexandria??"
Christian watched the young girl as she stared at him momentarily before beckoning him. "Oh.I live only a short way from here. What about you Christian?"
"Me...well at the moment I am staying in a little hotel just on the outskirts of Montemarte. I am planning on writing a new novel but before I started I thought I should have a short holiday away."
"A holiday.wow.I've never been on a proper holiday. Though mother does say that where we lived before is very much like a place you would go on holiday."
Christian listened as Alexandria carried on talking about what she wanted to be when she grew up and how she really wished that one-day she could visit London. He smiled and followed her as she led him back onto the main streets outside of Montemarte.
"Well I had best go Alexandria and so had you. I am sure your mother will be worried about you."
"Yes she might be.well thank you Mr Christian it was lovely to meet you."
"As it was meeting you Alexandria. goodbye."
He watched as Alexandria ran off down the street and was lost amongst the crowd of people who were milling about minding their own business. He remembered how life had once been so...mundane.so. uninteresting but that had before Satine and the others of the Moulin Rouge. He continued down the street back towards the hotel glancing back once more at the Moulin Rouge lying silent in the evening twilight. Once upon a time the windmill would have lit up the streets for miles and the Diamond Dogs would have roamed at this hour waiting for their next prey. But now all that the street held was the echo of horse's hooves on the cobbled streets and the chatter of men and women alike.
His first book, the one that told the story of the Moulin Rouge and Satine, had been a big hit in Britain. He had earned so much from that sad tale that he could afford to do as he pleased. His father wanted him married and settled with a family but Christian just couldn't, he didn't want to settle what was the point when the one thing you cherished the most was taken away from you and left you with nothing. Whoever had said 'money can't buy you love' was absolutely right. Money cant buy you love but it can take it away. The duke had proved that.
Christian sighed. 'I can't keep thinking like this. Satine is gone and I have to move on. but what is keeping me back. I have paid all my debts, I've written two more novels and still I feel so unsettled. What could it be?' He laughed and looked around how foolish was he being. He knew all the answers to his questions but of course he would never admit to what he knew. That would mean that all his hard work was for nothing. Or was it.
Thank you again!! This is my second instalment. I would like to thank all my reviewers! Keep reviewing and giving me help! To all newbies who want advise. Just write what you are interested about but ask for pointers. People give great advice especially when you're new! So keep up the good work! Love to you all!!
NB: This is an A/U
The Windmill turns no more.
~*~ Recap;
"My mother lets me play here. She says that its safe as nobody comes here anymore. Anyway I'm practicing to become a great actress like my mother wanted to be." Christian laughed and nodded. 'A great actress. just like Satine dreamed of being.'
~*~
Alexandria began to walk towards the edge of the stage humming quietly to herself. She glanced behind herself and looked back at Christian and beckoned him after her.
'I wonder why he came here...mother says no one comes here any more'
"So where do you live Alexandria??"
Christian watched the young girl as she stared at him momentarily before beckoning him. "Oh.I live only a short way from here. What about you Christian?"
"Me...well at the moment I am staying in a little hotel just on the outskirts of Montemarte. I am planning on writing a new novel but before I started I thought I should have a short holiday away."
"A holiday.wow.I've never been on a proper holiday. Though mother does say that where we lived before is very much like a place you would go on holiday."
Christian listened as Alexandria carried on talking about what she wanted to be when she grew up and how she really wished that one-day she could visit London. He smiled and followed her as she led him back onto the main streets outside of Montemarte.
"Well I had best go Alexandria and so had you. I am sure your mother will be worried about you."
"Yes she might be.well thank you Mr Christian it was lovely to meet you."
"As it was meeting you Alexandria. goodbye."
He watched as Alexandria ran off down the street and was lost amongst the crowd of people who were milling about minding their own business. He remembered how life had once been so...mundane.so. uninteresting but that had before Satine and the others of the Moulin Rouge. He continued down the street back towards the hotel glancing back once more at the Moulin Rouge lying silent in the evening twilight. Once upon a time the windmill would have lit up the streets for miles and the Diamond Dogs would have roamed at this hour waiting for their next prey. But now all that the street held was the echo of horse's hooves on the cobbled streets and the chatter of men and women alike.
His first book, the one that told the story of the Moulin Rouge and Satine, had been a big hit in Britain. He had earned so much from that sad tale that he could afford to do as he pleased. His father wanted him married and settled with a family but Christian just couldn't, he didn't want to settle what was the point when the one thing you cherished the most was taken away from you and left you with nothing. Whoever had said 'money can't buy you love' was absolutely right. Money cant buy you love but it can take it away. The duke had proved that.
Christian sighed. 'I can't keep thinking like this. Satine is gone and I have to move on. but what is keeping me back. I have paid all my debts, I've written two more novels and still I feel so unsettled. What could it be?' He laughed and looked around how foolish was he being. He knew all the answers to his questions but of course he would never admit to what he knew. That would mean that all his hard work was for nothing. Or was it.
Thank you again!! This is my second instalment. I would like to thank all my reviewers! Keep reviewing and giving me help! To all newbies who want advise. Just write what you are interested about but ask for pointers. People give great advice especially when you're new! So keep up the good work! Love to you all!!