The Ghost of Christine Daaé
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And I'd give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow. You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, and I don't wanna go home right now.
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22 years old
Paris
France
Last Login: 4/27/2007
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Mon petite ange, Danielle Rose Daae
My daughter who stole my heart, Mollie
Hallie, my oldest, whom I adopted, for I love her dearly
And the latest addition to the family, my daughter, Savannah. I love you, darling.
The amazing drawing Erik drew for me when I was pregant with our daughter.
The last roses Erik gave to me, before he left for Persia. Roses may die, but your memory still lives on, and always will.
A voice from above, and in my dreams he was always there
I will never forget that life changing moment
I hear him speak, I listen. The time has come for me to see this strange angel
I was completely captivated, I needed to go to him.
Guide me to your world of unending nights.
My body trembled with his touch. Not from fear, but from excitement.
The Music of the Night was all around me
Lost and lonely, true love helps calm my restless mind.
Being guided towards the light, the rose falls to darkness
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
The bridge is crossed so stand and watch it burn. We've passed the point of no return
Angel of Music, when will you see reason?
For either way I choose I cannot win
God give me courage to show you, you are not alone!
I bid farewell to my angel. I love you....goodbye.
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Erik, my Angel of Music. He has been my guide and guardian all my life. I have come to realise I love him will all of my heart and soul. He will always be my everything.
Meg Giry, for being the best friend I could ask for.
Madame Giry, for being like a mother to me after my father passed away. |
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| Status: | Single | | Here for: | Dating, Serious Relationships, Friends | | Orientation: | Straight | | Hometown: | Uppsala,Sweden | | Body type: | 5' 7" | | Ethnicity: | White / Caucasian | | Religion: | Catholic | | Zodiac Sign: | Virgo | | Smoke / Drink: | No / No | | Children: | Proud parent | | Occupation: | Opera Singer | | Income: | $250,000 and Higher |
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About me:
My name is Christine Daae. When I was seven years old, my dear father passed away, so Madame Giry took me to live and train in the Opera Populaire. Over the years, Madame Giry because like a mother to me, and Meg was that of a sister. Whenever I would go down to the chapel alone, to light a candle for my father, a voice from above. And in my dreams, he was always there. You see when my father lay dieing, he said I would be protected by an angel. An Angel of Music. Over the years I trained to be a ballet dancer and member of the chorus. Only those close in my heart, knew of the secret training I recieved over the years.
Before I knew it, it was 1870, a year where just one single day, changed my life forever. It was my Angel of Music, who thought the time had come for me to take center stage. Through his trickery and games, all my dreams when it came to performing came true for me, despite all he had done to get me noticed. I was praised by the crowd, but my heart was lonely. It was on that night, my old childhood friend Raoul, finally came to recognise me. The memories came flooding back. I felt peace in his presence.
The lights than went dark, and I heard him calling to me. I look at my face in the mirror, and he is there inside. I was drawn to go to him, as if there was a spirititual force was telling me to go to this strange angel. Capitivation took over, and I felt like I was dreaming again. Was this love that I was feeling, I still often wonder. When I awoke, I saw his face. So distorted, deformed. It was hardly a face. I cried out of fear, regret, pity, and sorrow. What had I done? My curiosity had always gotten me into trouble, but not so much until this point.
I returned the next night for my next performance, still shoken up from everything I had been through. Although the Phantom had send many notes demanding I was cast as the lead, those demands were not met. I was cast as The Pageboy in the production of "Il Mutto". I had an unsettling feeling, something awful would occur that night. Making La Carlotta sound like a toad did not satisfy him. Murder, cold blooded murder took place in front of everyone. I was terrified. For both myself, and my love Raoul. We ran to the rooftop where we thought we were alone and safe. My tears were dried quickly, wth the warm loving embrace of Raoul. I could feel his love in his voice, his touch, the promise that every word he says is true. I thought I was safe from any futher misery or heartache.
By the time the annual Masquerade took place, Raoul and I had a secret engagement. Something inside of me wanted to hold back, not knowing when The Phantom of the Opera just might return! The party had come to a stand still, when I saw, standing at the top of the stairs, my Angel of Music. I felt all at once drawn to him once more. I was entranced my his entrance, by his presence! We looked into eachother's eyes, and anger came over his face. Instantly he dissapeared, taking along with him, my engagement ring.
I needed peace after another terrible ordeal. I had to visit my father's grave. All I wanted at that point, was peace and tranquilty. I was drowning in tears, and I needed an escape. But there was no escape from the nightmare I had been living, the terror needed to end. I look back on it now as the most frightening, twisted, and difficult chapter in my life. We knew the Phantom would come during Don Juan, I was cast as the lead. I felt assured of the plan, and thought I would have no regrets following through with it. Then, I heard his voice. It echoed throughout my soul, I saw him standing there as we sang our duet. The physical and emotional draw to him was at it's highest, in those few special moments, I forgot everything, and everyone else. He was the only one.
As the music died down, and I was sheltered in his arms, my senses slowly came back to me. My heart tightend up, my eyes burnt with tears, as I revealed his face to everyone. One of my biggest regrets to this day. Not because it needed to be done, but because the pain I saw on his face. The face which no longer held any horror for me. I denied him in the past, turning from true beauty. But it was in his soul that the true distortion lied. But he never saw reason, he went mad and held me prisoner. I felt numb.
Raoul comes to my resue, and the man I use to think of my guide and guardian, threatend to kill my love, If I did not choose a life to be lived in darkness. I felt decieved, I gave him my mind blindly. I could not let Raoul's life be taken away. I was willing to sacrifice my own life, just so Raoul could be free. God gave me courage, to show the pitiful creature of darkness, he was not alone. I remember our kiss. It felt like two souls had become one when our lips met. Was I imagining these feelings? I won't ever know. He finally let me go. He knew he couldn't go through with holding me prisoner. I knew then more than ever before, he felt true love and compassion for me. Saying goodbye to him, leaving him all alone, still haunts me every night. I will never forget him. He will always be in my heart, and in my dreams.
I then moved on and married to Raoul, as we had always planned. We were married for three happy years, and just recently have come to the conclusion a divorce is in order. He was the ideal husband, but a part of me secretly longed for my Angel of Music. Since then, I have returned to the Opera Populaire, it is my home, and where I work. I have reunited with everyone who has been so dear to me, including My Angel of Music...Erik. The man I now know I belong with. For our love is eternal, and nothing can break the bonds of the love which we share. He completes me, and I shall love him until my dieing day.
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Who I'd like to meet:
In my years, I have met many people. Ones who have become so close, they have become family to me. I thank god above everyday for those precious individuals who have been able to bring happiness into my life. I would like to once again be able to meet my father, when my time here on earth is complete. For he was a man of dignity, honor, and respect. I miss him dearly, and know he shines on me from above as we speak. God, and the Lord and Savoir Jesus Christ, for the love which they hold is unconditional. I hope to meet real angels one day, whom can guide me, protect me, and save me from the nothing I've become.
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