Raoul/Christine

She craved the dark. It was strange but alas true. All but the dimmest

light had been sent away. She dwelt in shadow and memory and they were

not the happy ones of childhood. The crystal pure thoughts had

shattered and borne up to the world the tears that fell down her

cheeks. She hid where the world would forget her and she could cradle

that broken thought of the one she'd left behind. He wouldn't allow

her to fall completely. He would light every lamp and chase the

haunted dreams away.

She screamed but at least she stopped crying.