I stood on the stage now, staring out into the darkness of the audience. I could only think of Gustov now. It terrified me to be without him, and now I needed him more than anything.
"Who knows when love begins, who knows what makes it start
One day it's simply there, alive inside your heart
It slips into your thoughts, it infiltrates your soul
It takes you by surprise, then seizes full control
Try to deny it and try to protest
But love won't let you go, once you've been possessed
Love never dies, love never falters
Once it has spoken, love is yours
Love never fails, love never alters
Hearts may get broken, love endures
Hearts may get broken, love endures
And soon as you submit, surrender flesh and bone
That love takes on a life much bigger than your own
It uses you at whim, and drives you to despair
And forces you to feel more joy than you can bear
Love gives you pleasure and love brings yopu pain
And yet, when both are gone, love will still remain
Once it has spoken, love is yours
Love never dies, love never alters
Hearts may get broken, love endures
Hearts may get broken...
Love never dies, love will continue
Love keeps on beating, when you're gone
Love never dies, once it is in you
Life may be fleeting, love lives on
Life may be fleeting
Love lives on."
The applause reminded me of ten years ago, when it once truly mattered to me. But this meant... I would need to leave... to flee this place with Gustov.
"Ah, Brighten, my Brighten,
What a triumph you gave me tonight
My Brighten, all the dark silent years now set right, ah Brighten." Erik whispered as he walked into my dressing room.
"The song was beautiful, it sounded beautiful
Every note, every word
And it felt beautiful, and I felt beautiful"
Erik smiled and touched my cheek as we sang together. "Lost in the music once more
Feeling it rise up and soar
Alive once again!"
"Tell me," he began as he sat next to me. "What would you like?"
"My son." I whispered. It's true, I do want my son. I want him in my arms next to me, hugging me.
Erik smiled and nodded. "Gaston, where is Gustov?" he asked, the man at the door answered him.
"Monsieur, he was taken by Mrs. Giry."
I stood. "Meg? Or Madam Giry?" I asked.
"Gaston! Fetch Madam Giry! Fetch her now!"
Gaston ran off as I began to panick. "Erik, my son."
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The Phantom And His Muse
Fiksi PenggemarBrighten is a ballet girl who finds the bridge to the Phantom's castle and follows him. With only one night, there could be possible love. With only one song from the two to each other, the voices are connected in one. And a new cord of life stands...
