Christine Daaé

[sculptedangels]

Christine Daaé
Professional Ingénue

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7/2: audio

[haveyouforgottenyourangel]

[...so someone may have been affected by that strange magical whammy that's been going around.

In Erik's case, however, it's led to him being very quiet and subdued--returning messages, seeing Christine as often as she will allow, but every word and act cautious, perhaps even a little hesitant.

Because the magic has compelled Erik to do something...to make sure that Christine can understand why it all went so very wrong. It hangs over him, a cloud only he can feel, this shadow obscuring the light of her forgiveness--a shadow he must purge.

His only voice--his true voice--lies in the music.

So it is that he switches on his device to record, and in the shelter of the saloon, borrows its piano just long enough to record the song he has written for her.

The song that, he hopes, will make clear the spirit that moved him to such madness.]

[sculptedangels]

[ After she receives the message, it takes Christine...well. She doesn't count the minutes, but there must be many, before she can respond. Her throat feels so tight, and her heart is so full. It is as if decades have passed since she heard him play, rather than months...and the composition, oh. It's so soft. Tender and aching, a contrast with his darker melodies, and yet it fits in with them all the same.

She finally manages to swallow the tears gathering in her eyes, takes a deep breath, and tests her voice a few times to make sure her voice doesn't shake with strain, before she replies. ]

That was beautiful, Erik.