A man who felt too much
A man with scars too deep
A man whose name meant only fear and scorn
One of the many reasons I heart Erik:
"...the kaleidoscope whirled, making beautiful, many-hued pictures that still glow in my memory like fresh oils. The sorcery of an incomparable genius focused like the sun's rays on the tinder-dry imagination of a child. My house was filled with magic and mystery as Erik seemed to cause the very earth itself to yield its long-kept secrets. Windows opened into a world of fantasy, and bridges of music spanned deep chasms into a strange and secret realm."
~Susan Kay's Phantom, Persia section
I want him to do that to me 3nodding
A man who longed to touch
A man who longed to weep
A man whose only crime was being born
-Erik, The Phantom of the Opera, Tom Alonso
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