Good day, my guest...
Here, five levels beneath the Paris streets, I sit. So much has changed since the mask has been removed. I wish you might come to know the soul behind the face, as I do. It isn't about his music, or my fame or failure anymore. It's about love. Can one human being look beyond the shell of another and see, really see them? Look upon these pages as you like. Close your eyes and feel before you see. It's not about a Phantom, or an Angel. It's about a man. Perhaps when you see that,you'll realize why I chose to stay. Perhaps then you'll love him as I do...
~Christine.
When it all began....
...They said he was just a story.
His face may have changed over time...
But Erik is always there...