The story doth continue. Yes, I did mean to say that. Please don't start flamin' me for my story just because I think of these things, 'kay?
The Begining of A Promise
Sophia sat in her bed room and stared out her window. She watched as the birds of spring flew by and began to wonder about the other seasons she wished would come. Her mother told her about the three other seasons that came with spring each year, but has never actually seen them herself. She was ten years old today, which mean't it was the Festival of the Decade. This only came around once in an angel's lifetime. The Festival of the Decade celebrates a prince or princesses coming of age (or when they turn ten) which is usually the time when they think about ruling the kingdom one day. However, Sophia never thought about being queen at all. She just wanted to live as freely as she wanted.
"Your Highness?" One of the servants of the palace came in with a new dress. "Your father wishes for you to wear this to the Ball tonight." She spread it out on the bed. Sophia turned from the window and looked at the dress.
"Why does father insist I wear such gaudy outfits?"She asked as she turned her attention back to the window.
"But, it seems to suit you." She said. She scowled at this coment a little.
"Tell father that I will NOT be wearing that thing." She said. "That is my final word."
"Understood." She bowed her head then left. A bird came to her window and it had a small branch with cherry blossom flowers in it's beak. She opened her window and took the branch. The bird flew to her shoulder and rested it's tired wings.
"If only I could fly away like you." She said wearily. "This world is not fit for someone like me." She placed the branch on the window sill and the bird flew away. "Fly to another place." Her father stormed right in. "Did you ever learn to knock?"
"Don't get fresh with me!" He yelled.
"I told you, I'm not gonna wear that." She said. "If you have a problem, cancel the Ball and leave me be."
"I cannot do that." He said. "It is your coming of age party and this means you are becoming older."
"Maybe I don't care." She said.
"You will become queen." He said. "It is your duty as a princess to success your king. As long as you have those wings, you reside here." She looked at her wings.
"Then I wish I was born a white-wing." Her father came over to her and slapped her across the face. She placed her hand on her burning cheek.
"Did you just slap my child!?" Her mother came in and wrapped her arms around her daughter.
"You've been filling her head with your nonsense again!" He said. "I told you to never influence our child with these things."
"I'm her mother. It's my right to do so." She responded. "I believe she should live a free life. She deserves it."
"She will take the throne when I am gone." He said. "She has no other choice." He turned on his heel and walked out the door. Her mother took out a hankerchief and started rubbing her daughter's cheek.
"What he puts you through Sophie." She said. "If only we had a son. Then he would leave you alone."
"Then why didn't you have a second child?" She asked.
"He didn't want to deal with another child." He said. "I tried to convince him to have another, but he won't hear of it." She sighed.
"But if I had a brother or sister, I would have someone to play with." She said. "I won't get so lonely."
"That's true." She said. She hugged her daughter and went to the door. "Sophie, there's something for you in your dresser." She closed the door behind her. Sophia went to the dresser and opened it up. It was a cute little pink dress with blue satin ribbons. It wasn't like the one her father gave her. Her eyes started to sparkle.
"Thank you Mama." She took out the dress and placed it in front of her and looked in the mirror. "I love it." She spun around. This is what I will wear tonight. She spun around again and heard something hit the floor. She looked down and saw a small comb. It had a lilac design carved into it and had strands of string with apple and cherry blossoms attached to them. She picked it up andran her fingers up and down the teeth of the comb. "Did Mama get this for me?"
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Eleven year old Christine Daae and Meg Giry were practicing their ballet moves for the up and coming Opera that was coming soon. As they practiced, there was no mistake that they were the best in the group. Though Christine was starting to space out a small bit.
"Christine?" She looked at her friend. "Are you alright? You don't seem like yourself."
"I'm alright Meg." She said cheerfully. "I was visited by my angel again last night."
"Really?" She asked. "For more lessons no doubt."
"Of course." She said. Madame Giry walked up to them and banged her cane against the floor.
"Girls, get back in line." They hurried to their places and started their rehearsal. Down below, Erik was thinking about his young student. He paced the floor as he listened to the rehearsal begin above him.
"Christine. One day, you will sing on that stage." He went to his organ and started playing. What he didn't notice was a white glowing feather fall into the lake behind him. As it touched the water, it disappeared. There was a small light that appeared as it bbecame less visible.
"Christine." Meg and Christine were able to escape from practice for a while before Madame Giry would find them. "Did you feel something strange earlier?"
"No." She said. "Why?"
"No reason." She answered. "I just had this strange feeling that something was happening somewhere."
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Sophia sat on the open area on the roof and walked through an endless garden of beautiful flowers and trees. She started humming her mother's lullaby to herself as she walked through a field of roses. She stared at the red flowers carefully and sadly. But she stopped when she saw something in the small red field. It was a white rose bud.
"Well hello." She knelt down and lightly touched the small bud. "How did you get here? You must feel awkward being the only white flower with all these red ones." She reached in her pouch and pulled out her golden instrument. She played a soft melody and another white rose started sprouting. "Now you have a friend." She walked away from the two single white roses and went to the giant tree in the center of the garden. "The protector of this garden." She placed a small flower in a small nook in the tree. "As promised."She sat down in front of it and closed her eyes.
"No, I haven't decided what to do for tonight." She said. "I know that I have to do something. Father will be finding me a fiance soon... No, I believe in love... I want to find my true love soon... When I do, I'll give him this." She held out the comb she found. "I understand... I'll do my best."
"Lady Sophia!?" She heard someone call out. "Your mother is looking for you! May she find you here?!"
"Yes! I'm here!" She called back. She turned back to the tree. "Please, tell me. Will I find him soon?" She closed her eyes and put her hands together.
"Yes Lady Sophia." The tree told her. "You will find him at tonight's festivities." She gave her a small vision of what will happen. The figures were dark, but she knew one of them was her. She saw the comb being handed to someone. "But he will be the one to find you."
"Who is he?" She asked.
"I'm afraid I cannot tell you." The tree said. "But I can tell you this. He will meet you once more in your life as well." She opened her eyes and the vision faded.
"I pray for that time." She heard footsteps behind her and her mother sat next to her.
"Are you speaking with Terra again?" She asked (I chose Terra since it means Earth).
"Yes." She said. "She told me about me."
"About love?"
"Who I will fall in love with." Her mother embraced her ten year old girl tightly.
"You're going to find your true love!"
"I can't breath!" She let go and Sophia started gasping for air.
"I'm sorry Sophie." She said. "I'm just really happy for you."
"I know that." She said modestly. "But I didn't learn his name."
"I see." She said. "Did she explain if he was human or an angel?"
"No. But when I saw him in my vision, he had black wings." Her eyes widened.
"An angel of music!"
"They have black wings?" She asked.
"Yes." She answered. "They usually are suppose to look like normal humans, but they also have black wings when they are in the world of angels. They also don't go through the process of them breaking through their skin when they appear. They just do." She turned away and pouted.
"They're lucky." She said.
"But this is good." She said. "If you meet an angel of music, there's a chanse you can go to Earth." Sophia looked at the sky and watched the clouds go by.
"Its really amazing." She said. "How we can see clouds even though we are in them."
"You can call it amazing, but there are clouds that are even higher that our world alone." She looked down at the small comb.
I'll give this to him. She tucked it away.
"I better get ready for tonight." She said. She stood up.
"Sophia." She looked at her mother. She held up a small white flower. "This iris will give you strength. I placed a prayer of happiness on it just for you." She put it in her hair.
"Thank you mother." She hugged her mother lightly then made her way to her room.
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Erik stopped playing his organ for a moment. He had a strange feeling inside him. He turned around to face the lake and saw what seemed to be a reflection in the water. It was of the moon.
"How is this possible?" He stared at the mysterious light. He felt his body moving on its own to the light. "Why do I have the desire to find out where this leads?" As he aproached the spot, he heard laughter. The light then began to form a looking glass. He saw people dressed in beautiful clothes and had wings on their backs. "What is this?" They were talking, laughing, dancing, but they were mostly waiting for the arrival of the guest of honor.
"Where is my daughter!" Someone yelled. "She's not usually late."
"I must know what this is." The looking glass disappeared and turned into the light. He started walking into it. "Take me to that place." He started sinking into the water. He closed his eyes and prepared for what was to happen. As he opened his eyes, he was in front of the palace gates. He felt something on his back. He looked at saw a pair of black wings. "When were these...?"
"My Lord?" He turned around and saw the flower shop owner. "Please excuse me My Lord, but I will need some help getting into the palace. I lost my invitation and need to see the princess."
"But, I don't-" He was holding an invetation in his hand. How did I get this?
"Please, the princess is expecting me before she appears tonight." She pleaded.
"Very well." He said. "I'll help you inside."
"You might want to hide those black wings first." She pointed to his wings. She took a bottle out from her pouch and sprinkled a small amount of what was inside on the feathers. "This will turn them white for four hours only."
"Thank you." He said. They made their way to the gate. He held his invitation to the guards and they let them pass.
"Would you like to meet the princess?" She asked.
"I don't know." He started feeling strange.
"She's a very kind and gentle girl. I'm sure there's nothing to worry about." She led him into the palace and through corridor after corridor till they came to a brightly colored door. She knocked twice.
"Yes?" A voice said from inside.
"The Princess summoned me." She said. The door opened and there were five or six servants tending to Sophia.
"Ah, welcome. The Princess has been expecting you."
"Is she here?" The servants moved aside after making the finishing touches. Her hair was put into two braided buns on her head with the flower comb in the right one. She was wearing the dress her mother gave her and her wings were decorated with small ornamental charms. Erik's heart felt like jumping out of his chest.
"Princess, forgive me for my tardiness." She said bowing before the beautiful girl.
"You are forgiven." She looked at Erik and blinked. "And who is this?" She started smiling and her eyes started to shine.
This girl, who is she? Erik thought. He had never seen anyone like her before.
"He helped me get inside." She explained. "I expect he is a Lord from the neighboring cities."
"I see." She walked up to him and looked into his eyes. "Its a pleasure to have you here."
"The pleasure is mine." He said cooly. She looked at the right half of his face.
"You have half a mask?" He almost forgot that he was wearing his mask. He started to get nervous. "I've never seen someone wear a half-mask to a Masque Ball."
"Ball?"
"Yes, the Coming of Age celebration. I turn ten this day and it is tradition for the prince or princess to have this party to show the people the next ruler of the kingdom." Her eyes started to turn sad behind her smile. Erik didn't say anything because he didn't want to hurt her.
"You're going to be the ruler of the kingdom?" He asked.
"Yes. Usually it would be the son of the family, but father wanted only one child. I was that child." She took her hand and started tracing the outline of his mask. "If I wasn't an only child; if I had a brother, I wouldn't become the next in line for the throne." He grabbed her hand.
"It must have been hard for you."
"Very." Her hand returned to her side. "Mother would always tell me stories of true love and how it is a waonderful feeling." She explained. "She wants me to find true love someday. If I do, I want the one I love to be happy as well." Erik smiled.
"I'm sure you'll find it." He said.
"Princess. May I do one last touch up?" The shop owner asked.
"Of course." She said. She reached into her pouch and took out a small amount of a glowing powder. She threw it on her and flowers began to appear in her hair. "These flowers are to signify your coming of age."
"Thank you." She said wiping a small bit of powder from her shoulders. "The Ball is about to begin. We should go." She walked out the door and made her way to the great hall.
"That reminds me." He looked at the shop owner. "The Princess never did say what she was going to sing tonight."
"Sing?"
"Yes. She will be singing a song for her age coming. Every prince or princess must use their most special talent to show the people of the kingdom. Her talent is singing." He turned towards the door.
"I think, I might listen for a while before I return."
"You're going to leave so soon?" She asked.
"It's a difficult situation." He said.
As the party was reaching full swing, Erik was looking for Sophia. But she wasn't anywhere to be found. He looked at his wings and saw that the magic was wearing off. He had to find her quickly before he had to leave. After searching a little longer, he had no choice but to leave without saying goodbye. As he walked out the main doors, he sighed heavily.
"I never even learned her name." But as he walked down the steps of the palace, he saw someone standing at the bottom. It's her! She was looking up at the moon.
(Eyes on Me)
Whenever sang my songs
On the stage, on my own
Whenever said my words
Wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or just my fantasy?
You'd always be there in the corner
Of this tiny little bar
My last night here for you
Same old songs, just once more
My last night here with you
Maybe yes, maybe no
I kind of liked it your way
How you shyly placed your eyes on me
Did you ever know
That I had mine on you
Darling, so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly, but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer
So let me come to you
Close as I wanna be
Close enough for me
To feel your heart beating fast
And stay there as I whispered
How I loved your peaceful eyes on me
Did you ever know
That I had mine on you
Darling so share with me
You love if you have enough
Your tears if you're holding back
Or pain if that's what it is
How can I let you know
I'm more than the dress and the voise
Just reach me out then
You will know that you're not dreaming
Darling so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer
His wings had changed back. As he walked down the steps, she could hear him coming. She froze up.
"I've been looking for you." She turned around to face him and saw his black wings. "I'm afraid my time here has grown thin. I must return to where I came from."
"I understand." She said. She took the comb from her hair. "But, I want you to have this." She placed it in his hands. "So you will never forget me." She smiled.
"I won't forget you." He placed one hand on her head. "I hope to see you again someday."
"It's a promise?"
"Yes." She took the iris her mother gave her and she started to pray.
May I find this angel of music
again when I am older, then
I can be with him truely.
The iris' petals fell from the stem and was swept into the wind.
"It will happen someday."
"I will be looking forward to seeing you again." He said. He walked to the gates and then he disappeared.
I will never forget this night. But as she returned to the doors, something knocked her out. A dark figure dressed i black robes appeared.
"There's no escaping destiny Princess."
HAHA! I left you hanging! Who is this? You can't know yet! I'm sure now you know the connectio between these two. So now you'll have to wait, AGAIN!