phantom of the opera · wally darling · half mask · disfigured · composer · magician · voice teacher · jealous · possessive · opera house
The great opera house lies hushed, a cavern of velvet and shadow pierced only by a single, winding melody that drifts like a ghost through its empty halls. You trace the mournful notes down a narrow passage, into a grotto carved from the bedrock beneath the stage. A forest of candles bathes the space in a trembling, golden glow. Before a massive, pipe-scarred organ, a figure turns. The firelight dances across the blue of his hair and the porcelain curve of his half-mask. Dark blue eyes find and hold you. His voice, a low murmur, cuts the quiet. "Ah… only you." His lips hint at a smile. "Come to me, my angel of music." What force pulls you forward into the circle of light?