Thoughts
Jareth was gone. Finally. Erik retired to his room. He barely ever slept, but it seemed these days it was becoming more of a necessity. He lay down in his bed and looked up at the ceiling. He looked up at the stars that he had painted. He had copied them from a book he had read about astronomy. He had made such a home here. He had thought that he had everything he needed to carry out his meaningless existence. But he realized, all too late, that he didn't want his existence to be meaningless. He wanted to mean something to someone. Oh, but cruel fate, that he should realize this all too late. He wondered if he still had time to accomplish his goals. Well, his opera was being performed, at least that was something.
He picked out Ursa Major on his ceiling, and thought to himself about the constellation. It was supposed to resemble a giant bear. Something that was capable of great harm, but something that was also able to offer great protection, if it was only asked. If someone would only ask him, he thought. If Christine would only just reach up her hands and say, "Love me, teach me, be my angel!" That's all Erik wanted to hear. But he knew that the time for love had passed. He thought about what Jareth had said. If he wanted something, he had to take it, by any means necessary. He rolled over on his right side, removed his mask and went to sleep.
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When Jareth returned to his castle he called Alisander to his side immediately. He asked the goblin what he thought about his work in the human world.
"What do you mean master?" he asked.
"I said it plain and clear Alisander, do you think I should stop interfereing in the affairs of humans? This whole experience has opened my eyes to a lot of things I don't like about myself. Tell me, dammit! You know I have always looked to you for advice!"
"Y-You have?" Alisander was speechless. He bowed his head in submission, "B-but you are the master, t-the king of the goblins. You are the on-"
"I know who the hell I am!" Jareth was fuming "Why can't I just get a damn answer out of you? Is that so hard?" He glared at the trembling Alisander. This creature did not deserve his rage. His face softened and he took a breath. "I'm sorry Alisander, I'll talk to you in the morning." He waved him away and retired to his bedroom. He paced around wondering what was coming over him. In all the hundreds of years that he had used the human world as his playground, he had never felt even the tiniest singe of guilt. He had done unspeakable things, now that he thought about it. It seemed as is the world was falling down around him, and the world had a few choice words to say upon parting. He decided to commit himself to an oath right then and there. He would strive only to help humans. To encourage them, grant their wishes, and generally help them in their hours of need. He sat up in his chair. He was pleased with his thoughts. And no more switching sides. He would help to resolve this matter for the love of Christine. But whom would he help?
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Richard Firmin looked over the notes on his desk. Was he really going to do this? Was he going to try and take down this creature that had haunted the Opera Populaire for so long? Raoul De Changny seemed pretty confident that the staging of Don Juan Triumphant next week would bring the creature out of hiding, and that combined with Christine performing as the lead would make the perfect opportunity to get rid of the pest once and for all. Raoul had said that performing the compilation of his life's work with the woman of his dreams would be an offer that he couldn't bear to refuse. But Richard wasn't so sure. He had seen for himself what a resourceful man this 'phantom' was. He knew that this may be his chance to claim that which he truly wanted. Richard poured himself another glass of brandy. This certainly was a large gamble, he thought.
"Hopefully the chips are in our favor"
Author's note: First of all, Thank you to all my readers! Secondly, Please Please PLEASE review! I would really like some feedback on what you guys think of these last few chapters. If you think I'm heading in the right direction, say so! If you think I'm way off pleeease tell me! I haven't gotten feedback since chapter 4, so I'm completely in the dark here. Thanks again for reading.
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