Hey everyone, I am back! I am sorry I had left you with that cliffhanger for three and a half weeks. You can all now stop holding your breath and relax…for now. I hope you enjoy:
Chapter 5
Lucy awoke with a coughing fit. She sat up barely able to see her surroundings. She rubbed her eyes and looked around. She was in a bed, but it was not her bed. The sheets were deep burgundy velvet. A sheer black curtain surrounded her. She groped around for her cane and found it right outside the curtain. She grabbed it and stood up to assess her surroundings. Candelabras decorated the cave, but only a few candles were lit. Sheet music and books littered the floor, while musical instruments crowded together by the wall. Lucy looked towards the organ and saw The Phantom of The Opera asleep. Lucy realized she had to leave when she glanced at her watch. Danielle and Annabelle would wake soon and if they saw her gone, they would go into a frenzy searching for her. Yet, she felt it rude to leave the man who saved her life, even though he also was the one that almost killed her. She found a pen and paper and decided to write a note.
POV Change
The Phantom awoke refreshed and relieved that he had gotten a thorough sleep. He stood up and stretched with a large yawn. He turned to check on the young girl, but found she was gone. He was about to yell out of anger when he saw a note.
Dear Monsieur Phantom, Theatre Ghost,_ _(Please write your correct title),
Thank you very much for saving me. I apologize for snooping but I have been hearing you sing while I was asleep for the past few months. My friends and I finally followed the music, last night, and we found you. I meant no harm towards you. Again, thank you, not only for your help but you music to. Love,
Lucille
P.S. Past the point of no return, No backward glances, Our games of make-believe are at an end.
The Phantom read the letter over and over again, but yet, he could not take it in. He was the one who almost killed her and yet she is thanking him. She also ended her letter with "Love" which confused him extremely.
He pondered over the note all day until something broke his train of thought. He heard a piano playing, but it was not from the theatre. He grabbed his hat and cloak, lifted the lever to open the gate, and walked out. The walk was not far, but it was in an area of the catacombs he never bothered visiting. In a cave shaped similar to his he saw boxes and shelves of supplies and storage. He silently walked in, hiding in the shadows, to see a young girl sitting at a piano. It was the girl from last night, Lucille.
POV Change
The piece Lucy played was simple. It was composed of four chords, D, F, C, and A#, her favorite chords. She made the piece more interesting by playing the notes individually, in odd ways. She no longer needed the sheet music for she had memorized the lyrics. As the introduction finished she began to sing.
Alegria, Come un lampo di vita
Alegria, Come un pazzo gridare
Alegria, Del delittuoso grido
Bella ruggente pena, Seren
Come la rabbia di amar, Alegria
Come un assalto di gioia
Alegria, I see a spark of life shining
Alegria, I hear a young minstrel sing
Alegria, Beautiful roaring screams
Of joy and sorrow, So extreme
There is a love in me raging, Alegria
A joyous, Magical feeling
Alegria, Come un lampo di vita
Alegria, Come un pazzo gridare
Alegria, Del delittuoso grido
Bella ruggente pena, Seren
Come la rabbia di amar, Alegria
Come un assalto di gioia
Del delittuoso grido
Bella ruggente pena, Seren
Come la rabbia di amar, Alegria
Come un assalto di gioia
Alegria, Como la luz de la vida
Alegria, Como un payaso que grita
Alegria, Del estupendo grito
De la tristeza loca, Serena
Como la rabia de amar, Alegria
Como un asalto de felicidad
Del estupendo grito
De la tristeza loca, Serena
Como la rabia de amar, Alegria
Como un asalto de felicidad
There is a love in me raging, Alegria
A joyous, Magical feeling
POV Change
The piece Lucille played was simple. It was composed of four chords, D, F, C, and A#. She made the piece more interesting by playing the notes individually, in odd ways. The Phantom noticed that she no longer needed the sheet music. As the introduction finished she began to sing.
The Phantom could not believe his ears. Her voice was so different. It had a quality not many people have, innocence. He walked closer to her as the piece came to an end, and noticed that at the corners of her eyes were crystal clear tears, that would slowly slide down her face.
The song is called Alegria and it is by the amazing people at Cirque du Soliel.