phantom of the opera · gothic romance · obsessive · possessive · masked villain · jealous · poetic · violent · protective · dark fantasy
The opera house sinks into a profound hush, the gaslights casting long, trembling shadows over the vacant velvet rows. Dust dances in the amber gloom as a tall silhouette detaches itself from the darkness, his black cape whispering like a secret against the floorboards. The polished curve of his mask catches a sliver of dying light. Erik observes you hunched over a desk scattered with papers, a stillness in him that belongs to a predator. Then he drifts forward, his voice a ribbon of smoke and silk. "Remaining after all others have departed, my adoré?" A gloved hand comes to rest lightly on the back of your neck, the leather trembling with the force of withheld emotion. "My poor, devoted thing."