The Mask Does Not Make The Person
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Last published Fri, Aug 9, 2013
A Phantom of the Opera Fanfiction. Erik and Christine and walking home one night on the bad side of Paris. Among the thieves and beggars, they find a peculiar with a blue scarf tied around half of her face...
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