Furniture Designer Crystin describes this transformation as only she can...
“Floating, falling, sweet intoxication. Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation. Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music of the night.”― Charles Hart, The Phantom of the Opera: Piano/Vocal Let the darkness fall and wrap you in its mystery. Beneath the earth where the living tread, is perpetual night. It is the land of the dead and the realm of hidden things. You find yourself descending lead by plaintive notes full of longing and foreboding. Falling, floating, slowly enthralled by the strong grip of organ notes striking deep the cords of your heart. You are frightened but cannot resist this force stronger than your fear. Leaving the light and all you’ve known behind into the music of the night. Is it the secret longing you’ve always hid deep within to feel beyond the mundane? You ache for excitement, the thrill of succumbing to what is wrong, rejected by society. You are not like the others, happy to live their lives to the monotonous beat of the drum. Theirs, a straight path with the same ending as millions of others. You want to be swept away by danger and romance. This darkness promises more. Give in to it. Blindly navigate through it. Let its cold fingers take your hand and make you a bride to the darkness.
Crystin
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