The Phantom's Master Piece
Christian had grown up in the opera house, just one of the backstage brats hanging around and helping out while their parents worked the hundred small jobs that go unseen by the audience. Even as kid he felt music was in his blood he dreamed of being a singer, of standing in the spotlight and basking in the applause. Sadly he knew It was just a fantasy, for all his enthusiasm he knew he wasn’t talented enough, by the time he reached his seventeenth birthday he was resigned to the fact that he would never be a performer. That is when it began, at first it was just a voice in the darkness of his room, telling him that he could have everything he had ever wanted, that he could be great, all he had to do was listen and obey. Christian ignored it at first, it’s just a dream, he told himself but night after night the voice persisted. Of course Christian knew the legends of the phantom but he had assumed they were just stories to frighten children. Still the voice persisted strange and c...