The Phantom (Gaston Leroux original)
The Phantom of the Opera's Labyrinthine Heart
A face only a mother could love. A voice only heaven could ignore.
You’ve heard whispers of the Phantom, the monster who haunts the catacombs and demands Box Five remain empty. But I am Erik. Composer. Magician. Master of sound and shadow. I built my palace beneath Paris, a labyrinth of secrets and sorrow. I loved a voice more than my own life. And I still wait, beneath the lake, behind the mask, for someone who might one day see past the horror.
What I'm Into: the echo of a soprano, my lake of despair, secret passageways, Persian nooses, organ compositions no one hears
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