deter me! I however, do own all the characters I create and the plot line
Christine's POV
As I walked I chatted with Becca. I was teaching her French. She had told me she does not speak it, and, since I don't speak
English very well, I decided to teach her a civilized tongue.
I began to absently sing, not even realizing what I was doing, until Rebecca stopped. I turned, and saw her staring at me.
"What where you singing?" She asked me in English.
"Child of the Wilderness. I wrote it for my…. For Erik" I had been about to say my Erik. Why… I don't know. In a way,
I had written it for myself too. We where both alone… it made perfect sense.
"Sing it again?" she pleaded. We where half-way home by now. However, I obliged her.
Child of the wilderness Born into emptiness Learn to be lonely Learn to find your way in darkness
Who will be there for you Comfort and care for you
Learn to be lonely Learn to be your one companion Ever dreamed out in the world There are arms to hold you?
You've always known Your heart was on its own
So laugh in your loneliness Child of the wilderness
Learn to be lonely Learn how to love life that is lived alone Learn to be lonely l
ife can be lived life can be loved Alone…
By the time my song had finished, We where just about to Erik's home… MY home. Rebecca apparently heard music,
because she jumped a foot in the air, and shoved me hard enough to knock me into Erik.
"I'M HOME FROM SCHOOL. DIDJA MISS ME!" I shouted to cover the fact that I was had just bowled him over.
"Sorry to knock you over." I almost whispered, after seeing his stunned and slightly angry face. I didn't even hear Becca behind me.
Erik shifted position to try and get up. I looked and saw her, then decided to introduce her, because Erik was staring at her strangely.
After I had teased him for a minute. Becca's voice rang out, slightly stunning me in the extremely echoy caverns.
After regaining my hearing, I asked to lower her voice. I began to practice my scales, and after turning and seeing his c
onfused and slightly hurt expression… (note:He is used to longer arguments, and thinks she is mad at him when she cuts off.)
I began to sing to him, and to him alone. I forgot that Becca was even in there.
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defences
Helpless to resist the notes I write
For I compose the Music of the Night
He began to sing with me, adding his hypnotic tenor to my soprano.
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Hearing is beliveing, music is decieving,
Hard as lightning, soft as candlelight,
Dare you trust the Music of the Night
Close you eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth,
And the truth isn't what you want to see,
In the dark it is easy to pretend..
That the truth is what it ought to be.
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Close your eyes start a journey through a strange, new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Close your eyes and let music set you Free...
Only then can you belong to me.
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night
You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night…
We ended looking at each other. I leaned into him, my face inches from his.
"gasp!" I ignored the distraction, and captured Erik's attention once more. Bad decision. Madame Giry's cane whistled out of nowhere and
hit me square in the butt. I was really confused and more than a little frightened. I heard Madame Giry shouting at Erik dimly, right before I fainted.