Eternal Music

Eternal Music

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Isabelle loves "The Phantom of the Opera". While she's at the USA studying in High School, she auditions for "America's Got Talent" with her amazing voice and goes to the Live Show. She would never imagine that day would not only change her life, but her identity as well. Guys, the story starts a little too slow. It will take some time to get to the "Phantom Of The Opera" part. This is my first POTO story. I hope you'll enjoy it! *I don't own "The Phantom of the Opera". I do own Isabelle, James and Ian though.☺️❤️
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The great fire, it cost Erik everything he ever knew. His house, his only love... everything. He roamed the streets for almost four years, staying hidden in the shadows he made himself familiar with only to find his way back to the abandon and burnt opera house. He stayed there and the first few months were nothing but peace, silence and his inner demons ripping him apart. He had no power for life anymore, no muse to write songs and compose miracles. He simply spent his days looking at the cave walls, not able to think, to see, to feel. All that changed when his ear perked the sound of a child's laughter, informing him of people entering his house but he had no power to kick them out. He saw no reason too. The Phantom was dead after all. He assumed they were the new owners, a word he heard a few times during the past 2 weeks. He mentally scoffed, wondering what they would do with the destroyed opera. Open it again? Fix it? He could care less. All he wanted was his solitude. #1 in phantomoftheopera (10/3/21)

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