#theangeloftheopera

[liebestraeumer]

@theangeloftheopera

[He couldn’t sleep, not even when the sun crept through his window. Not even if he’d counted all the sheep in the Hungarian countryside, not with all the excitement he had as he ran out to the piano. It was much too early for his parents to wake, but he simply couldn’t wait any longer. I will be wherever you want me to be, the man said. Did that mean he’d come here if Franz asked?]

Er…hello?

[He paused at the bench, feeling a little stupid. People don’t just appear when you ask them to, he told himself--but he still felt his new teacher would.]

I’m--I’m ready, Monsieur…?

[Oh God, he hadn’t even asked the man his name.]

[nerdyhacker]

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1) Why did you choose your url? Because I am not creative, and it fits Charlie I guess.


2) What is your middle name? Jayne


3) If you could own a fairytale/fictional pet, what would it be? Dragon. No question about it, I want a dragon.


4) Favourite colour? Hm, red. 5) Favourite song? Little Game by Benny


6) What are your top five fandoms? Supernatural, Firefly, Doctor Who, Hannibal, Addams Family. 
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8) tag all 9 of your tumblr crushes (they do the 8 questions too)

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[gothamswaitress-blog]

theangeloftheopera has entered the restaurant! Willa hummed a light tune as she drummed her fingers on the counter. It was late but not quite closing time despite the fact that the diner was empty. It was incredibly quiet and a little unnerving, so much so that she was grateful for the jingling sound of the door's bell. She immediately straightened her posture and ceased humming to grab a menu for the fellow who'd entered. "Evenin'!" She greeted with a light smile. "Lucky you, ya got your pick'a seats."

[nerdyhacker]

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reserata theangeloftheopera contritxm sammy-septic

“No. Not really... 

[permeritato]

theangeloftheopera

"Who is there? Show yourself."

Vanessa spoke, her voice echoing on the walls of the room as she stared at the shadow figure, as she couldn't help the curiousity appearing on her features.

[liebestraeumer]

@theangeloftheopera

[The rehearsals for Don Sanche have just ended, but another strand of music has caught the young Franz's attention. A theme from the opera he wrote emanates from beneath the floorboards--more eerie, though, and more profound. He stops for a moment to listen. Are there even any instruments down there? And why does nobody else seem to notice? Trembling, half-fearful, half-excited, Franz ducks away from the musicians packing away their instruments, and hurries into an empty corridor. The sound seems to follow him as he takes his long strides.]

H-hello? Who's there? You…you play very nicely…

[featheringtips]

theangeloftheopera has found a feather

Alexander sat under the trees, watching the birds fly about. He shut his eyes and began to hum a soft tune. The birds fell silent to listen to the man hum and seemed to mimic the man. The fallen angel chuckled softly as he opened his eyes and plucked a piece of grass. Slipping it in between his thumbs, he blew softly on the grass. Whistling with grass was something he had been trying to perfect for a very long time and in recent weeks, Alexander had successfully done it only three times. In response to his blowing, a high pitched whistle came from the grass. Hahaha! Got it. The man grinned slightly and thought to himself. Footsteps caused him to stop and look up. A man stood beside him. "Afternoon stranger, I didn't disturb you with my playing did I?" Alexander chuckled softly and asked.

[thcrnypain]

@theangeloftheopera

"Wait- so you're who?"