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Phoebe Amara Donegal |
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This is my Vampire: The Masquerade page, which happens to feature, big surprise here, my character.
Her name means the "dark unending presence of the moon". If you really want a breakdown of the meaning, you can e-mail, otherwise just accept the interpretation.
Her first name is also the same as a rare group of songbirds, the Phoebes. So of course, if you haven't figured it out yet, she's a Daughter of Cacophony. |
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I've always been told that I could carry a tune, and who am I to object? When someone offered to preserve my talent, who was I to object? I may appear to be a pawn, but I've never minded a little play, as long as I set the rules. Would you like to play with me?
If not, then I'm sure I'll find some way to entertain you, have I mentioned that I can carry a tune? I'm sure I have, but then, some things slip my mind, which is why I have my "friends". They take care of me, keep those nasty little fans from bothering me.
Would you like to hear a story then, if not a song? I have a few! |
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Music of the Night -Phantom of the Opera- |
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Night-time sharpens heightens each sensation Darkness wakes and stirs imagination Silently the senses abandon their defenses helpless to resist the notes I write. For I compose the music of the night
Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendour Grasp it, sense it- tremulous and tender. Hearing is believing, music is deceiving. Hard as lightning, soft as candlelight. Dare you trust the music of the night.
Close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth and the truth isn't what you want to see. In the dark it is easy to pretend that the truth is what it ought to be
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you. Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you. Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind, in this darkness which you know you cannot fight the darkness of the music of the night.
Close your eyes start a journey through a strange new world! Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before! Close your eyes and let music set you free! Only then can you belong to me.
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication! Touch me, trust me savour each sensation! Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music that I write the power of the music of the night.
You alone can make my song take flight- help me make the music of the night. |
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Once upon a time I was a silly little mortal, seems like so long ago, but then it hasn't been that long, has it?
Night Whisperings Step into my parlour........
A Gift came yesterday.....it arrived in the mail, as many gifts do, wanna see? |
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