Welcome to Semanara Plains. A relatively quiet location, set in a forgotten part of the country. But even though the country may have forgotten the place, Semanara Plains hasn't forgotten the country.
Enter then to the school, well known. The only link left now with the outside world. Here is just the right amount of chaos and control. Add various students, of various groups and you get nigh chaos.
So into that mix add in a returning resident of Semanara Plains, one member of the Daae Famile, returned from Paris where she has lived with the De Chagny family, after her mother and father were shot dead when she was 5. The rich lad of the place soon notices her and has eyes for her.
Will she fall for him, or will she remember her childhood friend. Will she accept him, and become more then just friends despite him been a total outcast?
Natasha Jones-Daae « Thread Started on Nov 1, 2006, 6:59pm »
Angel of Music(Family)
Angel of Music (Sister) Guide and Guardian (Grandmother) Grant to me your Glory (Aunt)
Angel my soul was weak,(Brother) Forgive me (Grandfather) Enter at last Master (Uncle)
Stranger Than You Dreamt It(Enemies)
Damn you! You little prying Pandora! (Disliked) You little Demon! Is this what you wanted to see? (Mutal hatred) Curse you! You little lying Delilah (Enemies) You little Viper! (Arch Rivals) Now you cannot ever be free! (Exs Bad terms)
Music of the Night (Love)
Night time Sharpens, Heightens each sensastion (Crush on me) Darkness, wakes and Stirs imagination (Crush on You) Silently the Senses abandon their defences.... (Secret Love) Helpless to resist the Notes I write, For I compose the Music of the Night
Softly, Gently, Night unfuls its splendour (Long term love) Grasp it, Sense it, Tremulous and Tender (Developing Love) Hearing is believing, Music is Decieving Hard as Lightening, Soft as Candlelight (True Love)
Think of Me (Friends)
Think of Me, Think of Me fondly when we've said goodbye (Ex - Good terms) Remember me, Once in a while please promise me you'll try (Best Friends) When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free (Drifting apart) If you ever find a moment - stop and think of me (Aqquaintances)
Think of all the things we've shared and seen (May as well be family) Don't think about the things which might have been....
Little Lotte...let her mind wonder(Childhood Past)
You Remember that too? (Childhood Friends)
Little Lotte thought, am I fonder of dolls? Or of Goblins or shoes (Childhood aqquaintances)
Or of Riddles or Frocks? (Childhood best Friends)
Those picnics in the attic....
Or of Chocolates? (Childhood sweethearts)
Father playing the violin ... As we read to each other dark stories of the North ... 'No - what I love best, Lotte said, is when I'm asleep in my bed, and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!' '... The Angel of Music sings songs in my head!'
All lyrics taken from Phantom of the Opera
List: If you ever find a moment - stop and think of me (Aqquaintances) - Mauritius Hargrove Damn you! You little prying Pandora! - Lana Burns Darkness, wakes and Stirs imagination (Crush on You) Devyn Hyde Grasp it, Sense it, Tremulous and Tender (Developing Love) Devyn Hyde Think of all the things we've shared and seen (May as well be family) Devyn Hyde
Re: Natasha Jones-Daae « Reply #3 on Nov 3, 2006, 2:46pm »
Darkness, wakes and Stirs imagination (Crush on You) + Grasp it, Sense it, Tremulous and Tender (Developing Love) + Think of all the things we've shared and seen (May as well be family)
I have been called Karei Sanders. I've taken seventeen spins around the sun. Just because I dress like a boy doesn't mean I'm not a girl. I may be be single, but I'm not alone. ''I refuse to tiptoe through life only to arrive safely at death's door.''