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Name: Lirie
Gender: Female
Interests: I love to sing, and i always have. I hope to find a tutor, to further my voice.
Expertise: Opera, music, acting, theater... i believe you understand my train of thought, do you not??
Message: message me
Member Since:
5/28/2005
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| To my dearest readers I apologize but i am going to start a
new fanfic. Simply because this one is going almost nowhere and it
wasnt that good anyways. Startign tomorrow I will start a new Phantom
of the Opera roleplay, I hope you all stick with me. I remain, you
obediant servant. P.A. (Phantom addict)
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| Dear Diary,
To be returned again, you would think that it would be a joyous time,
but oh wow awful my return is. I have been given a week, to decide.
Yes, Raoul, Raoul came down to where we were, my Erik and me..... he
found me, and I have read this, oh Raoul, how I pity dearest Raoul...
but I fear he knows what I may choose. Raoul's fear in my choice has
pushed him into overly flattering me, bringing me all sorts of gifts
everyday and spending all hours of the day with me... oh how I pity my
poor vicomte. But, hm.. to tell you my days with my phantom, my angel
of music. Well, how do you describe heaven? I cannot find a way to put
into words the utopia that was my time with my angel. Everything was
perfect. It was much different from my time with Raoul, when I am with
Raoul its like two young kids finding out for the first time what love
is, but with Erik it is as if we will last forever, the magic of our
being together as one, we were never apart. He slept on the floor in my
room, resigned, so appealing. I'll admit a few other.....
rather...er.... private things were involved in my time with Erik, but
those, well, I wont even put those moments of passion here, they are to
stay forever in my head. But I have a week, away from my Erik to
decide. I do not want to. I believe I like it better when it was almost
like I was a prisoner with Erik, never choosing between anything
because Erik was the only one there...... I have much thinking to do,
it is good to be re-united with this diary, with this book of my
secrets. I will write soon.
@};- Lirie -;{@
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| Dear Lirie,
I swear it I saw you, oh goah my love, you were there, today at the
performance, I know you must have seen me, I saw that look you gave me,
I saw that look HE gave me, yes you were with him, hwo I miss you, damn
Erik damn him to hell for this, he has taken something that cannot be
stolen and I WILL retrieve you, my Lirie. I swear it on my life, for I
shall not rest until I find you.
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| Dear Lirie,
Yes, I know, two entries in your diary, but I cannot find you my love,
where can thou be? Madame Giry is gone, and no one knows where to find
her, and none know where you are, I have searched everywhere, and
connot find that mosnters lair, but I will find you my love, to prove
how much I love you, I will, and once I find oyu, I will do anything to
brign you back, if he is holding you captive, I swear, oh Lirie, I will
kill him, anything to get to you....... I will find you, and give this
to you, until then my love, Ishall write inhere, to you, as if it were
my own diary, or a srt of letters I am saving for you when I find you,
my dearest angel. No, I musnt call you angel, for I know that it is the
term that the foulest demon from hell calls you, my dearest Lirie, my
love. Fro you I cannot go on, without you, I have no meaning, without
you, there is no us, there is no me, I must find you, my love, I WILL
find you, even if it kills me, as long as you are safe from that
Phantom I will at least be content..... but I must go, it is becoming
dark and I must leave the opera house, for I dare not lurk after dark,
well, after the managers leave, lest HE should find me. Goodbye
for now my love, my Lirie
@};- Raoul de Chagny -;{@
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| Dear Lirie,
Yes I realize this isn't my diary... but I feel I must write this
here... Lirie, what happened on Tuesday, forgive me, my love, I never
meant to hurt you, please, I shall see that this gets to you as soon as
it can... but please, forgive, oh forgive me, I do not want to lose
you, not now, when we have come so far, please my love, my Lirie, when
you read this, think of me, and forgive me for my error, and come back
to me..... come back, oh please. I am begging you my Lirie,I am nothing
without you.Madame Giry knows where you are, but wont tell me, but I
will give this to her, and bookmark this page, it will get to you, just
forgive me when you read this, think of me, your poor lost Vicomte and
forgive me for all I have done.... please.
Love always,
The Vicomte de Chagny.
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