𝕸𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖐: 𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝕺𝖓𝖊

A Song Of Love (ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᴰᵒⁿ ᴶᵘᵃⁿ ᵀʳⁱᵘᵐᵖʰᵃⁿᵗ)

As the opera house settled into its temporary silence, Océane found herself drawn to the ballet studios. It was there she met Meg Giry, the talented and spirited lead ballerina, along with a few other dedicated ballerinas and her mother, Madame Giry, who Océane has been acquainted with her before. Intrigued by the artistry of ballet, Océane attended a few classes to observe, her violin often accompanying her as she played soft melodies in the corner.

Océane has been told many ballerinas backed down since either their parents heard about the incident or they were too scared to continue but not only ballerinas, a good portion of the actors have left the Opera Populaire.

One afternoon, as Océane sat engrossed in her violin, Meg approached her with a warm smile. "You know, Océane, I've noticed you watching us dance for days now. Why don't you join in? I'm sure you have grace and beauty hidden within you," Meg said, encouragingly.

Océane looked hesitant, her fingers gently caressing the strings of her violin. "Oh, I appreciate the offer, Meg, but I fear I'm not quite fit for dancing. My passion lies in the music," she replied, her eyes downcast.

Meg's enthusiasm was unwavering as she insisted, "Nonsense! You won't know until you try. Besides, my mother wouldn't mind having you in class. She's a bit strict, but her heart is in the right place. Please, just give it a chance."

With a gentle smile, Océane finally relented. "Alright, I'll give it a try. But only for a few days, mind you."

The next day, Océane stepped into the ballet studio, her violin left behind temporarily. As the music started, she joined the other ballerinas in their graceful movements. At first, she felt awkward and clumsy, unsure of her steps, but Meg guided her patiently, offering tips and encouragement.

Madame Giry's watchful eyes observed every movement in the room. She walked over to Océane during a short break and said in her composed tone, "You have potential, but you must learn discipline and precision if you wish to excel in ballet. Keep your focus, and with time, you'll improve."

Océane took those words to heart and threw herself into the world of ballet. As the days passed, she surprised herself with her progress. Her body began to flow with the music, finding a harmony between her violin and her movements. Meg's infectious enthusiasm and friendship played a significant role in her growing affection for dance.

However, as her passion for ballet flourished, Océane couldn't ignore the yearning to compose. One evening, after a particularly intense ballet class, she sat alone in the deserted opera house, her violin resting on her lap. The desire to create something uniquely hers overwhelmed her, and she began to improvise.

As the notes danced in the air, a melody of love and longing emerged from Océane's heart. Each stroke of the bow seemed to weave the story of the Phantom's tormented soul and her own conflicted feelings. It was a song of love, a plea for understanding, and a message of hope.

Unknown to Océane, Meg had been watching from a distance, her eyes glistening with tears as the haunting melody reached her ears. After the last note faded, she approached Océane, her voice barely above a whisper, "Your music is truly captivating, Océane. I can feel the emotions you pour into every note. It's like you're telling a story, and I find myself lost in the melodies," Meg said, her voice soft and appreciative.

Océane smiled warmly at Meg's kind words. "Thank you, Meg. Music is my sanctuary. This particular composition is about a love that's blossoming within, but it's a love that cannot be freely embraced. It's as if fate has tied its hands, making it forbidden," Océane revealed, her eyes reflecting the turmoil within her heart.