#petiteflcur

❛   𝗠𝗬  𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘   is  changing  everyday.   in   every   possible  way.   ❜

        ❛  surely  i  can’t  be  the  first  french - speaking   russian  you’ve  encountered  at  the  palais  garnier,  mademoiselle.  ❜   in  other  words,  she  couldn’t  have  been  the  first  russian  noble  to  grace  the  opera  house  with  her  presence,  although  she  would  agree  that  it  might  be  hard  to  tell.   some  russian  nobles  spoke  french  so  fluently  that  they  might  as  well  call  themselves  french.   ❛  i  can’t  say  i  like  the  language  more  than  my  mother  tongue,  though.  ❜

the phantom of the opera is flawless.  

he has two fendi fedoras and a music box in the shape of a barrel organ ,  attached to the top a figure of a monkey in persian robes playing the cymbals.

I hear his mask's insured for 10,000 francs.  

I hear he does assassinations ... in persia.  

his favorite opera is faust.  

one time he met the sultana in persia   ---   and she told him he was ugly.         

This was the Phantom at his lowest. Everything that had come before was nothing, it seemed, but build up to a climax. To the end. One he always knew would come, but that he’d hoped to avoid. He took a step, and a hand reached towards the other, towards his angel. Then it lowered, and Erik knew this truly was the end.