Twisted Every Way…
Tag: christine daaé
Wishing I could hear your voice again.
But his voice filled my spirit with a strange, sweet sound. In that night there was music in my mind.
“Oh, the wonderful speeches they made
to each other and the eternal vows they exchanged! They played at
hearts as other children might play at ball; only, as it was really
their two hearts that they flung to and fro, they had to be very,
very handy to catch them, each time, without hurting them.”-Gaston Leroux, “Phantom of the Opera”
persephone's corner 