As the music played the crowd cheered and clapped as they watched La Esmeralda and La Sapphira dance together upon the stage in the middle of the square. The young man from before pushed his way through the crowd to try and get a closer look at the two girls. His eyes focussed more profoundly on La Esmeralda since her exotic beauty captivated him. That isn't to say La Sapphira was less beautiful. On the contrary her appearance was almost that of an angel which is what a majority of the people of Paris called her whenever they saw her perform.
"I've never seen such beauty" he said as he stood next to the Captain of the Guard who sat upon his horse watching the two dancing girls.
"For gypsies" he said in reply.
"What are their names?" said the young man never once turning away from the exotic beauty as she danced with the angel.
"The dark one is Esmeralda, the other is Sapphira. Apparently the two are sisters" said the Captain of the Guard as he carried on watching.
The young man continued to admire the dark beauty and couldn't help but think her name fit just perfectly for someone with her beauty.
"Esmeralda" he whispered.
It felts as though time had slowed downs as he watched her twirl around one of the pillars on stage and it was almost as if Esmeralda was looking at him too.
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As the dancers carried on with their performance it soon caught the attention of two unlikely people inside Notre Dame. One of them was a looming figure in a dark cloak, he was known as Claude Frollo the Archdeacon of Notre Dame. The music from outside drew him towards the window and when he looked down onto the square his sight was soon set upon the two dancing girls on stage. His attention had mostly fallen on the dancing girl in blue, her heavenly beauty had enchanted him so much that he started to feel a sensation that was forbidden for men of the cloth. It was the feeling of lust. With a great struggle he pulled himself away from the window but even though the dancing girl was no longer in his line of sight her image still caused his body to feel as though it was afire with unholy desires.
The other figure lived high above the city within the Bell Tower of Notre Dame. The figure was a man whom was completely hunched over due to a severe birth defect that also afflicted his face. On the left side of his face it was devoid of any deformities but on the right side it was a whole other story. Over his right eye grew a very large lump that completely obliterated the eye itself and his mouth was crooked which caused his teeth to occasionally stick out whenever he spoke. His other features include a crop of short, dark ginger hair and as for clothes he wore dark brown trousers and a dark brown tunic that was covered with patches from constant altering and repairing. He sat upon a platform watching the gypsy dancers perform below and he longed to see them up close so without a second thought he stood upon his feet and began making his way towards a door leading to an outside portion of the Bell Tower. As the man walked it was plain to see he walked with a limp due to one leg being shorter than the other.
As he came to the outside view point he snuck his way past some men who were working on the incomplete left bell tower and made his way towards a wooden lift that was used from lifting up brick and other supplies for the workman. Carefully he sat down and pulled on the rope to lower himself down to the balcony in front of the painted glass window.
The two dancing girls had finished their performance and was given a round of applause from everyone. Esmeralda had made her way down the steps to stand with her friends whilst Sapphira remained. She made a gesture for the musicians to play again and stood centre stage with her head held high as she looked out onto the crowd. The musicians played a tune that sounded as sweet and soft as a lullaby. Sapphira took a deep breath before opening her mouth and began to sing:
"I close my eyes and I can see
The world that's waiting up for me
That I call my own
Through the dark, through the door
Through where no one's been before
But it feels like home
They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy
They can say, they can say I've lost my mind
I don't care, I don't care, so call me crazy
We can live in a world that we design
'Cause every night I lie in bed
The brightest colours fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it's gonna take
A million dreams for the world we're gonna make
There's a house we can build
Every room inside is filled
With things from far away
The special things I compile
Each one there to make you smile
On a rainy day
They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy
They can say, they can say we've lost our minds
I don't care, I don't care if they call us crazy
Runaway to a world that we design
Every night I lie in bed
The brightest colours fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it's gonna take
A million dreams for the world we're gonna make
However big, however small
Let me be part of it all
Share your dreams with me
You may be right, you may be wrong
But say that you're bring me along
To the world you see
To the world I close my eyes to see
I close my eyes to see
Every night I lie in bed
The brightest colours fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
A million dreams, a million dreams
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it's gonna take
A million dreams for the world we're gonna make
For the world we're gonna make"
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Jewel of his Heart
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