Good evening.

Oh, I'm sorry, I startled you didn't I. No, don't bother getting up, you've already waltzed in here and made yourself at home, why trouble ourselves with formalities now? Just allow me a moment to get comfortable...Angelica dear, hang the cloak by the fire, will you, it was wet outside....
You weren't expecting me, you say? Why-ever not? This is my house, after all.........oh all right, Angelica, I'll be civil. In case you haven't guessed, my dear visitor, this is my library, my Parlor as I like to call it. Here is where Angelica does most of her scribbling. Feel free to read whatever you wish.

Oh, and don't mind Ayesha. She can be a bit demanding for attention at times.
Music in Her Mind: how Angelica and I met. Not your typical fairy tale, but interesting nonetheless.
The Return of the Ghost: a work in progress. I wish she wouldn't speculate about my past....
Dreams: a little vignette based upon the ever-popular mini-series. Now what, pray tell, is a "mini series"?
All Night: dream or reality. You decide.
Betrayed: disturbing, that is all I will say. I will have nothing to do with this piece of fiction.....
The Don Juan Trilogy
Twisted: a little-known incident that occured during the rehearsals for my opera
Inspired: the sequel to "Twisted". I have no idea where Angelica gets her information....
Passion: at long last, the premiere of my masterpiece..."Don Juan Triumphant"!
Not only does Angelica write, but her friends do as well. It's all very flattering, indeed...
Phiction by Mme. Kathryn Rice
Silk: I do like this one. Highly...imaginative, shall we say?
Priceless: a different twist in a very familiar scene. How does she come up with these things.....
An Underground Picnic: I still have no idea what a mini-series is, but the story certainly is charming...
Wake to Dreams' Fulfillment: I can't quite believe she wrote this. Wait a moment...yes I can. Heart-breaking, poignant...sensual.....that sounds like something Kathryn would write, don't you think?
What, that wasn't enough for you? Very well. Here is a selection of our favorites. I see the samovar is hot...please, pour yourself a cup of tea and stay for as long as you like.

What about me? I'll be here; a ghost never roams very far from his grave, you know. And dreams need the dreamers to exist....
Lilith Sedai's Phantom of the Opera Fanfic
Phiction by Christine Reynolds
The Rue Scribe: Crysania's page
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