A Second Chance
I stood in my home looking around at the ruins of a horrible life. I glace over at my souvenirs from Persia sitting neatly on my shelves next to my prized books. Then my eyes stray to my now silent organ and music. I can no longer stand to see or hear my music. It no longer brings me the happiness it once did; now it only serves to mock my failed attempt at love. I cannot blame Christine for leaving; I would if I only could. But I am a monster and I belong down here. And here is where I will die tonight.
It is only fitting that this subterranean lake will be my final resting place. Now I can guard my home for all eternity. As I row my boat away from my home I remember Christine and our countless trips across these darkened waters. I reach the shore and begin my final tour of the opera house that has become my world. My first stop is my prized private box. I run my long fingers over the edge, as I look upon the stage that Christine once adorned. I was instantly taken back to her first triumphant performance and the joy in her voice as she told me all about it. Tears threatened my eyes as I made a hasty exit. I could not be reminded of her last performance or what happened afterwards. I had already beaten myself up enough about that and I had to make one last stop before I rest forever. I make my way through my familiar passageways to Christine's dressing room and was taken back to our days of angel and student. We were both so happy in the beginning long before fate stepped in. I caressed the mirrors surface one last time as a single tear ran down my face. I had to reach the lake before I lost my nerve. I raced through the passages reaching the lake breathless and full of heartache. I forced myself to think of the happier times with Christine and concentrated on her smiling face. As my breathing started to calm and the pain subsided I thought of her glorious voice raised in song. I let her voice take me away from all the pain I had ever known as I fall into the dark waters of my tomb.
Please oh please read and review. Tell me if I am just wasting my time or if I should continue. Thanks.
I stood in my home looking around at the ruins of a horrible life. I glace over at my souvenirs from Persia sitting neatly on my shelves next to my prized books. Then my eyes stray to my now silent organ and music. I can no longer stand to see or hear my music. It no longer brings me the happiness it once did; now it only serves to mock my failed attempt at love. I cannot blame Christine for leaving; I would if I only could. But I am a monster and I belong down here. And here is where I will die tonight.
It is only fitting that this subterranean lake will be my final resting place. Now I can guard my home for all eternity. As I row my boat away from my home I remember Christine and our countless trips across these darkened waters. I reach the shore and begin my final tour of the opera house that has become my world. My first stop is my prized private box. I run my long fingers over the edge, as I look upon the stage that Christine once adorned. I was instantly taken back to her first triumphant performance and the joy in her voice as she told me all about it. Tears threatened my eyes as I made a hasty exit. I could not be reminded of her last performance or what happened afterwards. I had already beaten myself up enough about that and I had to make one last stop before I rest forever. I make my way through my familiar passageways to Christine's dressing room and was taken back to our days of angel and student. We were both so happy in the beginning long before fate stepped in. I caressed the mirrors surface one last time as a single tear ran down my face. I had to reach the lake before I lost my nerve. I raced through the passages reaching the lake breathless and full of heartache. I forced myself to think of the happier times with Christine and concentrated on her smiling face. As my breathing started to calm and the pain subsided I thought of her glorious voice raised in song. I let her voice take me away from all the pain I had ever known as I fall into the dark waters of my tomb.
Please oh please read and review. Tell me if I am just wasting my time or if I should continue. Thanks.