Everyone in town knew the opera house.
The opera house was a big, antique building, right in the middle of town.That night was the premiere of the new opera composed by a man named Letto.
Letto was really known for his exquisite operas and all townsfolk knew that they sold out from the first night.The composer was about sixty years old and was a very lonely person by nature. But his loneliness didn't come out of nothing.
Some people in town could tell you some details of what had happened, but none could tell you the exact real story, what really had happened to Letto and that is why that night's premiere tickets were the most coveted thing around town.That night, Letto would be telling his story to the world, he would be telling what he knew everybody wanted to know but were to afraid to ask, what really happened the weeks before Anabelle's suicide...It was the year of 1927 and the knotworth family had just moved into town.The knotworth's were a rich family who still kept their old traditions. Letto was about twenty at the time and, as every twenty year young man, he fought very hard to follow his dream. His dream was to be a great opera composer and so he was a pupil to the great Johansten, one of the best of his time.He met his destiny on a rainy day.Letto was running some errands on Johansten behalf and was in a particular bad mood that day. You see, he got frustrated every time Johansten sent him to do a servant's job. He wanted to be an opera composer, not a servant who removes the ink stains of his clothes.He was walking on a muddy road, coming from the shop where he had gone to buy Johanesten some new pens and a new bottle of ink. He was slipping everywhere and couldn’t keep a steady pace due the great amount of mud that flooded his boots.On the crossroad that would lead him to the city's main road he heard a girlie cry. It sounded really desperate because he could hear angry screams in between the sobs.At first he thought of ignorin
g it, because he knew he wasn't on the safest place on earth and to follow a girl's cry into an abandoned road wasn't the best of the ideas, but something indulged him to go and see what was wrong.When he got to the place from where the sobs were were coming, he found a blond girl on the muddy floor, her pink dress all wet and muddy and she was reaching for her ankle and looking at it as if she was in pain.He approached the crying girl and asked: "Are you okay?"
*deadmoonqueen*
The opera house was a big, antique building, right in the middle of town.That night was the premiere of the new opera composed by a man named Letto.
Letto was really known for his exquisite operas and all townsfolk knew that they sold out from the first night.The composer was about sixty years old and was a very lonely person by nature. But his loneliness didn't come out of nothing.
Some people in town could tell you some details of what had happened, but none could tell you the exact real story, what really had happened to Letto and that is why that night's premiere tickets were the most coveted thing around town.That night, Letto would be telling his story to the world, he would be telling what he knew everybody wanted to know but were to afraid to ask, what really happened the weeks before Anabelle's suicide...It was the year of 1927 and the knotworth family had just moved into town.The knotworth's were a rich family who still kept their old traditions. Letto was about twenty at the time and, as every twenty year young man, he fought very hard to follow his dream. His dream was to be a great opera composer and so he was a pupil to the great Johansten, one of the best of his time.He met his destiny on a rainy day.Letto was running some errands on Johansten behalf and was in a particular bad mood that day. You see, he got frustrated every time Johansten sent him to do a servant's job. He wanted to be an opera composer, not a servant who removes the ink stains of his clothes.He was walking on a muddy road, coming from the shop where he had gone to buy Johanesten some new pens and a new bottle of ink. He was slipping everywhere and couldn’t keep a steady pace due the great amount of mud that flooded his boots.On the crossroad that would lead him to the city's main road he heard a girlie cry. It sounded really desperate because he could hear angry screams in between the sobs.At first he thought of ignorin
g it, because he knew he wasn't on the safest place on earth and to follow a girl's cry into an abandoned road wasn't the best of the ideas, but something indulged him to go and see what was wrong.When he got to the place from where the sobs were were coming, he found a blond girl on the muddy floor, her pink dress all wet and muddy and she was reaching for her ankle and looking at it as if she was in pain.He approached the crying girl and asked: "Are you okay?"*deadmoonqueen*
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