Hello again guys! I'm writing this chapter right after the 3rd one, so I
can't thank any reviewers, but I'll do thank you's if I have to in the
next chapter.
Disclaimer: If you want to see the disclaimer, look at chaps 1 and 2.
Please don't sue me; I need to keep my Christmas money. Since when were
there so many people in my family?? Huh..A/N: I do have some French
language in this chapter, please inform me if it is wrong, and I'll change
it. (I'm using my limited amount of French and a wee bit of
translation..oh, don't you look at ME like that!)You can find out what the
words mean at the end of the chapter, all translations will be listed there
for your sheer enjoyment! Yay!
A/N: I have taken quotes and lines from some movies and in particular, a brilliant fanfic that I found a while ago by a fabulous author, She's a star. I hope that she doesn't get mad at me for using some of her lines! Read her stories people, they're absolutely brilliant!!
"Within your heart, keep one still spot where dreams may go." - Louise Driscoll
~Act 4 .. The velvet curtains open on to the computer screen, leaving the audience in hushed silence and anticipation. Let the show begin.
"Mademoiselle Satine.se reveille!"
"Mmm..." Satine woke with a start. It was Merine, the servant assigned to her by the duke.
"Yes Merine?" She asked her in French.
"Se reveille! Le duc a une surprise pour tu!"
Wonderful, a surprise. Just what she needed at seven o'clock in the morning. Merine helped Satine into her dress, and applied rouge and makeup to her already flawless skin.
As Satine walked down the marble staircase, she saw the duke come out from the study with about five other men, all dressed smartly in the finest suits that money could buy.
They tipped their hats to the beautiful woman walking down the stairs.
"Bonjour messieurs." She said courteously. What was going on? It was obvious that the surprise was not a walk on the town!
As she came to the floor, the duke held out his arm to her. She took it, as always, and smiled at him, as any good *fiancée* would do.
"My dear," he said in his nasally voice, "As you know, the Moulin rouge has been closed for some four years now." He turned to her, for acknowledgement and she nodded her head in agreement.
"Well, these five fine men also hold deeds to the Moulin rouge," again she nodded her head.
"And we have decided that it just sitting there isn't doing any good, so we shall open it back up again."
"It'll make us a gross amount of money, as well!" One of the men added hopefully." The duke shot him a look as if saying "say anything else and I'll kill you"
"I-I don't know what to ummm. to say, that is great messieurs! I trust that your business with the Moulin rouge will be profitable. Now if you would excuse me gentlemen."
"Where are you going my dear?" the duke called after her
"I must say that I am feeling quite ill this morning.nothing to be alarmed of. I shall be in my chambers. Please do not disturb me." And with that she left the room.
Satine climbed slowly the marble stairs to her chambers, but passed them, and instead went to her secret tower. The duke would not disturb her, he knew better than that. She began to think to herself. if the duke was opening the Moulin rouge, then it was still a theatre. This meant that they would need a new show. Which meant that maybe, Harry Zidler and Marie and nini and Baby doll and Chocolat and all of the dancers would be there as well.
But it also meant that there would be a grand opening night, and many would come to the Grande occasion, from all over England and France.
If Zidler be put back in charge, then maybe he would call back the people in charge of Spectacular Spectacular.
That meant Toulouse, and the pianists, and the lyricists and.Christian.
"No," she said out loud. Don't get your hopes up. Five years worth of hopes, that her penniless poet would come and save her from the maharaja.
She had lost herself somewhere along the line; everything had fallen to pieces. She could remember her former self. The sparkling diamond. Before she met Christian, before he showed her what life could really be. She thought that he was the duke.
The duke. The words that rolled off of her lips had such a bigger meaning, than what they represented now.
The fact that a man as powerful as him had looked twice at her gave her hope that maybe she wasn't just a little girl with big dreams that were destined, doomed to always be only dreams.
What had happened to those dreams? They had changed, and she was glad that they did. She didn't - need fame and fortune, because when she looked at Christian, she was.she was home.
But such were a courtesan's dreams, dreams of a life where she could spend the night with a man that she knew, and didn't resent. Spend a night with a man and not feel lesser and lesser a person each time.
The sky outside the window was pink and purple hues on a pallet of blue. The moon could faintly be seen. She looked at it, and remembered a tale that had been told to her by Marie. When she was little, she was afraid of the closet, because it would sometimes rattle, due to one leg being shorter than the other. So Marie had told her that whenever she was afraid, to look at the moon, because he was watching down on her, so that she would be safe.
Was it true? Was he still watching her? Did he have a plan for her, carefully mapped out, or had he grown tired of her wishes, and pleas?
She began to hum a little lullaby slowly to herself.
"In the quiet time of evening"
"When the stars assume their patterns"
"When the day has made its journey"
"And we wonder just what happened"
"To the life we knew"
"Before the world changed"
"When not a thing I had was true"
"But you were kind to me"
"And you reminded me"
"That the world was not my playground"
"There are other things that matter"
~finis
So...whatcha think? Good? Bad? My psychic powers are telling you to review.please? I love writing this story and I've gotten a lot of positive feedback.
Acknowledgements: Lines taken from:
Finding nemo "With a kiss" By she's a star "My funny friend and me" by Sting (the song)
Translations: "Se reveille: Wake up
"Le duc a une surprise pour tu: The duke has a surprise for you
"Bonjour messieurs: Hello gentlemen
~lee tea
A/N: I have taken quotes and lines from some movies and in particular, a brilliant fanfic that I found a while ago by a fabulous author, She's a star. I hope that she doesn't get mad at me for using some of her lines! Read her stories people, they're absolutely brilliant!!
"Within your heart, keep one still spot where dreams may go." - Louise Driscoll
~Act 4 .. The velvet curtains open on to the computer screen, leaving the audience in hushed silence and anticipation. Let the show begin.
"Mademoiselle Satine.se reveille!"
"Mmm..." Satine woke with a start. It was Merine, the servant assigned to her by the duke.
"Yes Merine?" She asked her in French.
"Se reveille! Le duc a une surprise pour tu!"
Wonderful, a surprise. Just what she needed at seven o'clock in the morning. Merine helped Satine into her dress, and applied rouge and makeup to her already flawless skin.
As Satine walked down the marble staircase, she saw the duke come out from the study with about five other men, all dressed smartly in the finest suits that money could buy.
They tipped their hats to the beautiful woman walking down the stairs.
"Bonjour messieurs." She said courteously. What was going on? It was obvious that the surprise was not a walk on the town!
As she came to the floor, the duke held out his arm to her. She took it, as always, and smiled at him, as any good *fiancée* would do.
"My dear," he said in his nasally voice, "As you know, the Moulin rouge has been closed for some four years now." He turned to her, for acknowledgement and she nodded her head in agreement.
"Well, these five fine men also hold deeds to the Moulin rouge," again she nodded her head.
"And we have decided that it just sitting there isn't doing any good, so we shall open it back up again."
"It'll make us a gross amount of money, as well!" One of the men added hopefully." The duke shot him a look as if saying "say anything else and I'll kill you"
"I-I don't know what to ummm. to say, that is great messieurs! I trust that your business with the Moulin rouge will be profitable. Now if you would excuse me gentlemen."
"Where are you going my dear?" the duke called after her
"I must say that I am feeling quite ill this morning.nothing to be alarmed of. I shall be in my chambers. Please do not disturb me." And with that she left the room.
Satine climbed slowly the marble stairs to her chambers, but passed them, and instead went to her secret tower. The duke would not disturb her, he knew better than that. She began to think to herself. if the duke was opening the Moulin rouge, then it was still a theatre. This meant that they would need a new show. Which meant that maybe, Harry Zidler and Marie and nini and Baby doll and Chocolat and all of the dancers would be there as well.
But it also meant that there would be a grand opening night, and many would come to the Grande occasion, from all over England and France.
If Zidler be put back in charge, then maybe he would call back the people in charge of Spectacular Spectacular.
That meant Toulouse, and the pianists, and the lyricists and.Christian.
"No," she said out loud. Don't get your hopes up. Five years worth of hopes, that her penniless poet would come and save her from the maharaja.
She had lost herself somewhere along the line; everything had fallen to pieces. She could remember her former self. The sparkling diamond. Before she met Christian, before he showed her what life could really be. She thought that he was the duke.
The duke. The words that rolled off of her lips had such a bigger meaning, than what they represented now.
The fact that a man as powerful as him had looked twice at her gave her hope that maybe she wasn't just a little girl with big dreams that were destined, doomed to always be only dreams.
What had happened to those dreams? They had changed, and she was glad that they did. She didn't - need fame and fortune, because when she looked at Christian, she was.she was home.
But such were a courtesan's dreams, dreams of a life where she could spend the night with a man that she knew, and didn't resent. Spend a night with a man and not feel lesser and lesser a person each time.
The sky outside the window was pink and purple hues on a pallet of blue. The moon could faintly be seen. She looked at it, and remembered a tale that had been told to her by Marie. When she was little, she was afraid of the closet, because it would sometimes rattle, due to one leg being shorter than the other. So Marie had told her that whenever she was afraid, to look at the moon, because he was watching down on her, so that she would be safe.
Was it true? Was he still watching her? Did he have a plan for her, carefully mapped out, or had he grown tired of her wishes, and pleas?
She began to hum a little lullaby slowly to herself.
"In the quiet time of evening"
"When the stars assume their patterns"
"When the day has made its journey"
"And we wonder just what happened"
"To the life we knew"
"Before the world changed"
"When not a thing I had was true"
"But you were kind to me"
"And you reminded me"
"That the world was not my playground"
"There are other things that matter"
~finis
So...whatcha think? Good? Bad? My psychic powers are telling you to review.please? I love writing this story and I've gotten a lot of positive feedback.
Acknowledgements: Lines taken from:
Finding nemo "With a kiss" By she's a star "My funny friend and me" by Sting (the song)
Translations: "Se reveille: Wake up
"Le duc a une surprise pour tu: The duke has a surprise for you
"Bonjour messieurs: Hello gentlemen
~lee tea