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-Little
Meg~
Independent Meg Giry from Phantom of the Opera
-Private, Selective
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-Any musicals ((Especially Phantom of the Opera))
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The Secret Garden Mini Starter Setences
"I’m afraid there’s no one left, miss"
"Can it be a dream?"
"How can this be true?"
"She’s such a sour young thing"
"Spirits haunt the halls"
"Is it always so ugly here?"
"What is that awful howling sound?"
"I heard someone crying"
"Maybe I was dreaming of a life that I will never know"
"Someone’s calling"
"I’m lost without you"
"These are not my clothes"
“‘I don’t know anything about boys”
"It seems to me, not much"
"If I wasn’t so afraid, I’d take you out the door today"
"Can you find your way out yourself?"
"I’ve ridden quite far"
"Share my tea"
"All I own, I’d give"
"All I would ask is never to leave"
"Safe you will keep me"
"Who dressed you, child?"
"They’re only a ghost if someone alive is still holding on to them"
"I offer you my deepest sympathies on your arrival"
"But a soul can find a way"
"Come along, love"
"You and me are a good bit alike"
"And you’ll be here to see it"
"Stand and breathe it all the day"
"Move low and speak gentle"
"Could you tell him I’m friendly?"
"Show me the key"
"I’ll but seem a silent dream"
"He always knows where I am"
"This is no house for a child"
"This is my life now"
"Are you well? Do they take good care of you?"
"And here’s a rose for you"
"Might I have a bit of earth?"
"She needs a friend"
"Something stirs me to think of her"
"Imagine me, a lover"
"Would god had let her stay"
"Once, I dared to be in love, alive, and whole"
"Why won’t they tell me?"
"Are you a ghost?"
"I am going to die"
"I won’t even look at you. I’ll stare at the floor"
"Is the night sky black or blue?"
"I just realized…we’re cousins"
"It’s a maze of ways"
"I need a place where I can hide"
"And there I’ll find me"
"I won’t forgive you"
"I swear, I’ll never see you"
"And then you came along and were brave, bold, and strong"
"Run and hide, I’ll come and find you"
"I love you, my boy at my side"
"Once again, we must fight to the death"
"Race you to the top of the morning"
"Come sit on my shoulders and ride"
"Like a body were in a dream"
"It’s the most forgotten place I’ve ever seen"
"Now, come and let me show you what I mean"
"Maybe not a light that you can see"
"Will it grow?"
"We’ll have the grandest garden ever seen"
"I’ll come everyday, rain or shine, if you want me"
"Give a living thing a little chance to grow"
"I hate you! Everybody hates you!"
"I’m as lonely as you are"
"Will you promise not to tell if I tell you?"
"Come to my garden"
"Rest there in my arms"
"Lift me up"
"Spring will come and stay"
"I don’t know. I didn’t even know I knew it"
"Come spirit, come charm"
"I shall live forever and ever"
"Is that why he hates me?"
"We’re free from harm"
"I won’t go! You can’t make me!"
"You’re a horrible, ugly pig!"
"I hope you get hit by a lorry on your way home!"
"Get out of here!"
"I didn’t do anything"
"Isn’t it clear what I want?"
"If they’d all disappear, I could be free"
"I wish I were a ghost"
"It’s not over ‘till you’ve won"
"It’s the storm not you, that’s bound to blow away"
"Hold on, the night will soon be by"
"There’s angels on their way"
"Please come home"
"Where can I go that you won’t find me?"
"Why on the earth should I stay now that you are gone?"
"Can you forgive me and hold me in your heart?"
"Sure as you breathe, I am there beside you"
"How can I let you go?"
"I’m not contrary. You take that back".
"I’m lots faster than you are!"
"I had nearly forgotten you in all this"
"This is your home"
"Come, sweet child"
Starter for Fxrsight
Rhiannon was organizing a set of records, a couple of old swing records that were found at an estate sale in the Hamptons. It was amazing to her that the older generation would collect such treasures and allow them to collect dust in some cramped attic. She had fallen in love with music when her mother taught her how to play the harp back in the Homelands. It was such a beautiful instrument, delicate and peaceful, just like her mother was. Though, all she had of her mother was her memory, since she was lost when they fled from the Homelands.
But, she shouldn’t let such memories bother her during work. She had customers to attend to! Though, it seemed like today her only customer was a girl that Rhiannon had today. She had seen the girl pass by her shop many times, often stopping in front to peer in, and she almost entered but scurried away at the last moment. And today was the day she decided to finally come in.
She watched as she moved through the rows of records, her fingers searching through boxes upon boxes of musical treasure. Though, she looked lost, as if she was unable to find the thing she was looking for. Rhiannon’s suspicions were confirmed when the girl called her over for assistance
”Is there anything I could help you find today? It can be a bit overwhelming when you first come in”
~A bit overwhelming~
That could have been considered the understatement of the
{year.}
There was simply so....
much to take in.
The bright lights and the endless rows of records with titles and names she had never even
s e e n.
She stared at the woman who walked over to her for a moment before opening her
-mouth-
Her -blue- eyes widened a bit and she nodded ever so
s l o w l y.
"Um, yes," {she finally replied.}
"I um...." She felt silly asking this
and her cheeks became a deep
~scarlet~
"D...do you have any
[gospel music]?"~
Comstock knew what would bring them to Columbia
Starter for WarmHandtoHold
~She can play the piano,
she can sing a song,
but the songbird's voice ceases after moments.
She can only sit still and stare at the world,
wondering what it must be like to have a
f a m i l y~
The songbird walked down the now empty roads of the boardwalk,
staring at her feet.
The cold wind seemed to cling to her as she continued to walk,
but she was not b o t h e r e d by it.
Perhaps, it even comforted the lonely girl a bit.
She, as she often did, grew completely
-unaware-
of her surroundings.
And in a mere moment, she had bumped into
-someone-
"I'm sorry!"
a warning to the people the good and the evil
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Starter for FrostyJackxofxFables
As any holy preacher's daughter would do,
Elizabeth {sneaked} out of the house.
It wasn't as if she were going anywhere bad, but
she needed some air.
All she had wanted to do was go to the pawn shop to sell a pair of earrings that she no longer
-needed-.
The hot air hit her face as she walked towards the shop and she could hear screams and yells on the street.
She watched two 'working girls' walk past her,
laughing without any discretion.
This was the city that she lived in.
A sudden rush overcame her and she could not help but smile as she walked into the
small pawn shop.
Her smile turned into a f r o w n
as she realized who was working there.
Jack Horner-otherwise known as the man who had constantly asked
her to sleep with him.
"Oh, it's
-you-"
I noticed some people referring to Bigby as “Wolf Jesus” so I kinda felt compelled to make this
Starter for Fxrsight
Soft hands traveled across the
across the records, delicate fingers
separated them as the blue eyes scanned the labels.
And yet, after an hour of this, the brunette with the ponytail
could find nothing of what she had
been
(searching)
for.
Her father, like the passionate preacher he was, did not allow most types of music to be listened to in the home.
According to the Horner boy, her father had once given him an
-hour- long sermon on
why rock music was from
Satan.
Elizabeth had not been surprised. That was her father. He was the *prophet*.
"Excuse me!" she called out, noticing a blonde employee. Strange, she had never seen this woman before.
Then again, she knew barely anyone in Fabletown. Her father kept her indoors most of the time.
"Excuse me! Could you help me with something, {Ms?}"
Corset cover, 1900–1910
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