Phoebe Amara Donegal

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.

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!

Music  of the Night
-Phantom of the Opera-

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.

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?