Christine Daaé

•In a world full of madness, one soon starts to loose themselves. • [21+] [RP] [AU] #Flare

[Christine Daaé @QuixoticFlare]

“Past all thought of right or wrong.
One final question,
How long should we two wait before we're one?”

•Christine Daaé
•Phantom Of The Opera RP.
•Descriptive.
•21+

[Christine Daaé @QuixoticFlare]

@CallousVirtuous —consideration”

•• She’s hesitant to say much more, knowing his temper and how easy it was for it to erupt.
The ballerina had fallen for a man that at every turn wanted to push her away, even if his words claimed otherwise••

[Christine Daaé @QuixoticFlare]

@CallousVirtuous —compassion from another; but it was obvious he wasn’t willing to accept it.••

“I do not see you as a monster, but if you’re so content on condemning yourself I guess my thoughts on the matter are not worthy of your time or—

[Christine Daaé @QuixoticFlare]

@CallousVirtuous —ahold of him and not allowing him to be happy in this moment••

“Erik, I’m not going to leave you. I’m here to stay, for as long f as you’ll have me”

[Christine Daaé @QuixoticFlare]

@CallousVirtuous —composing. You’re brave and though you’re ruthless at times, it’s with the best intent”

••The songbird wished he’d believe her, forget what lies have been spread about him about the Opera house...The lies were now truths in his mind, taking—

[Christine Daaé @QuixoticFlare]

@CallousVirtuous —that much I feel so deeply for you, even if I do not know your name”

[Christine Daaé @QuixoticFlare]

@CallousVirtuous —is you, I only wish that you’d believe me”

••Her fingers delicately brush against his skin, a small smile gracing her features as she continues••

“I want to get to know you better, the man beneath the mask..... and yet without knowing all—

[Christine Daaé @QuixoticFlare]

@CallousVirtuous —him waist.
She never wanted to be parted from him, surely he had to know that by now? The ballerina finally felt at home, safe now that she was with him••

[Christine Daaé @QuixoticFlare]

@CallousVirtuous —come into contact with a firm chest, his frame finally coming into view as she speaks••

“Please don’t leave me again”

••It was a plea, her voice muffled by sobs as she moves forward, burying her face in his chest as her hands wrap around—