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DreamIt seemed to be all but nothing. All I heard was the sound of my own breath, then silence... silence... silence. It was a still night, as I lay asleep on the rich burgundy-leather chair. Each of every shallow breath caressed my lungs with the cold winter air. I was not awaken, but I was not still asleep. All I had experienced were another cold gust, waving my white-lace cloak around me as I stared into the coming light. It was a beautiful shade of ultraviolet-- a color to which would make an angel cry, a mortal as of myself would not stand a chance to, as it drew nearer and nearer to me, each breath colder, each blink brighter, each secDream


Masquerade Part TwelveErik continued to stroke Christine's hair, as he looked out the window. The sun peeked over the horizon, pinkening the navy-blue sky. This symbolized a cool, breezy February morning. Christine rose her eyelids and lifted herself up off Erik's lap. "How close are we?" she sleepily asked. "We're in Paris as we speak. We'll be at our new apartment in ten minutes." She got herself up, sitting completely upright. She thought about what Raoul had said to her; and now that he knew... would he really do what he said he would? Would he really kill Erik? Would he really harm the baby? Or was he just trying--and succeeding--Masquerade Part Twelve
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