Fantasy

Part 20 https://pixabay.Com/ru/photos/%d1%81%d0%ba%d1%83%d0%bb%d1%8c%d0%bf%d1%82%d1%83%d1%80%d0%b0-%d1%85%d1%80%d0%b8%d1%81%d1%82%d0%be%d1%81-%d1%84%d0%b8%d0%b3%d1%83%d1%80%d0%b0-3408348/ Brill quickly knelt down on his lap and put her hand on his shoulder...

Part 18 https://pixabay.Com/ru/photos/%d0%ba%d1%83%d1%80%d0%b5%d0%bd%d0%b8%d0%b5-%d0%b7%d0%b0%d0%b6%d0%b8%d0%b3%d0%b0%d0%bb%d0%ba%d0%b0-%d1%82%d0%b5%d0%bc%d0%bd%d0%be-%d1%81%d0%b8%d0%b3%d0%b0%d1%80%d0%b5%d1%82%d0%b0-918884/...

Part 14 https://pixabay.Com/ru/photos/%d0%bb%d1%8e%d1%81%d1%82%d1%80%d0%b0-%d0%bb%d0%b0%d0%bc%d0%bf%d0%b0-%d0%bf%d0%be%d0%b4%d1%81%d0%b2%d0%b5%d1%87%d0%bd%d0%b8%d0%ba-2523029/ Heavenly fire The chandelier over her heads groaned ominously, falling a few feet short...

part 13 A terrible scream from the audience ripped the veil in his head. Just a second after Christine had exposed his face in front of the full room, it seemed to Eric that it had been an eternity. - Eric... I... - Christina tried to say something else, but he didn't let her go on. He instantly changed his face: pain and surprise were replaced by indescribable rage. With his blue eyes sparkling with anger, Eric rushed forward like a stinging snake. Grabbing Christine by the wrist, he drew her to him, his lips moving apart in a crooked smile...

part 12 She didn't know why, but the look of a dark-haired man sharpened all her feelings to the limit, making her feel everything around with extraordinary clarity. The hissing of gas lamps in a giant chandelier, a slight breeze of air on his cheek, but most of all - every tiny detail in a man on stage: his unusual movement, his wild look, his tall slender figure. Burning every little thing in her memory. Even at a distance, it was noticeable that his presence is stunning: just being there, the man seemed to suppress all the other characters on stage...

part 11 Chapter 4: Unimaginable disaster When the gas lamps went out in the hall, Brill and her brother exchanged nervous views. "Here it is. Please... please, let me make a mistake this time. The curtain slowly separated, revealing the stunning scenery. The two spiral staircases framed the scene, towering above the well-thought-out flames, so real that it seemed as if they were swinging. After a short pause, the choristers poured out onto the stage and took their seats around a huge round hearth right under the balcony, which was supported by stairs...

part 10 Quickly freezing when the light cut through her susceptible eyes, Brill quietly noticed: - I'm sorry, Conner. I didn't think about your feelings. - accepting her apology, he looked at her with a softened look. - I'm glad you're with me," she continued, giving him such a rare, shiny smile lately, and Conner shook her hand with hope. With her brother's support, Brill felt the stone fall off her soul, albeit only for a while. Conner breathed a sigh and looked back with curiosity at the magnificent decoration...

part 9 Brill learned early to never talk about things she knew about. But even the silence did not keep her from the village children who were chasing her from school, walking in groups of three and throwing hurtful words and sometimes small stones at her. Brill couldn't even defend herself - one against all. And after one day she came home with a cut above her right eye, her father told her family to finally and irrevocably pack their bags and move them to the city where she worked. Since then,...

part 8 When the shadows lengthened, a simple black crew rolled up to the Opera House, lost among the brightly colored carriages lined up in a row. Without waiting for the crew to take their proper place, a very attractive man of thirty years of age promptly jumped out of the carriage in front of the main entrance; his shoes hit a paving stone with an inappropriate loud knocking. When he turned around to help the young lady out, his companion, his red hair sparkled red in the last rays of the setting sun...

part 7 "Dear Madame Donovan, Your visits to my theater are becoming more and more entertaining. First, it was an interlude with my dementia director, and now it's a rumor spread among bad choristers. I find it strange that a woman in your position behaves in this way. I find it completely inappropriate for a lady, madam, that you are snooping around. I'm sure you're beginning to realize that your efforts are in vain. Behind these scenes, there is neither logic nor a scientific approach. As long as you don't try, you won't be able to break the plans that are already being implemented...

part 21 They were waddling through the darkness, and then suddenly something changed in the air, there was a feeling of more space opening to the left. Ignoring what was supposed to be a side corridor leading God knows where Brill kept going. As they waddled through the crossroads, Brill felt a little insecure as the man turned his head to look at the other corridor. Surprised by his sudden interest in the direction, Brill stopped slowly - her mind had come up with a new idea. - Do you know how to get out of here, monsieur? - She asked slowly, pierced by a terrible suspicion...

part 5 Both girls looked at her with their mouths open, obviously reverent to the grandeur of her speech and unable to squeeze out a word. No one had ever said such a thing before since the legend of the Ghost had appeared. - So it's safe to say that your Ghost of the Opera must be something completely different. Most likely, the one you're all so afraid of is an ordinary runaway madman..." Brill rattled behind them in the middle of the sentence. Both choristers shrieked and fled in a dim corridor backstage, leaving Brill alone...