The Vicomte de Chagny was young, chivalrous and arrogant. After all, the world was his stage. > Open for plotting; > Descriptive writer; > Dark and mature content;

"I've tried so hard to free you"

He keeps his deepest belief tight to him: that people are good and want to be good, if only you give them a chance.

His two great loves were hard work and hard work’s reward — whiskey, when he could get it, and gin when he could not.

"What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us" ~ Christine Daaé ~ Swedish Opera singer at Palais Garnier, Paris "He'll always be there, singing songs in my head.."

"What have I missed?"

“History will be kind to me for I intend to write it.”

"My love?" the comte whispered, finding her and their two girls fast asleep. mysterious mask lady 🌹💋🌹💋❤️

//Just an inquiry to see if anyone is interested in writing as Christine and Raoul's child? Or perhaps a widowed Raoul?

Perhaps, it is all he ever needed. A kind gesture.

Finally.

Christine..?

Raoul having a daughter that does not want to have anything to do with anyone except him. Ultimate daddy's girl.

"Christ" he huffed.

"Do not anger me, woman."

"Are you truly a ghost now?"

Groans.