"Lot 666 then," as the attention turns back to the auctioneer, he says, "a chandelier in pieces..." a few men walk over to the chandelier, currently covered with cloth. "Some of you may recall the strange affair, of 'The Phantom of The Opera...'" the auctioneer says, as a man moves a ladder out of the way of the men. "A mystery never fully explained," says the auctioneer, as the Vicomte's wheelchair is pushed closer. Madame Giry slowly turns around to the chandelier. "We're told, ladies and gentlemen, that this is the very chandelier... which figures in the famous disaster." "Our workshops have repaired it and wired parts of it for the new electric light." The auctioneer says, as the men stand by, ready to pull it up. "Perhaps we can frighten away the ghost of so many years ago..." he pauses. "....With a little illumination."

This is my collection of short stories. The stories are not connected in any way. It is just a group of random short stories I write.

This is for the poems that I will write. Every so often I will add more to it