When the Phantom took his hand, his heart skipped a beat.
Too charmed to try and stray, Gansey followed his Phantom faithfully, mesmerized by how deftly the man moved. He felt like Eurydice being lead to the world above, guided by Orpheus's hand. Only he did not fall back into the darkness when the Phantom turned to look at him and for that he was grateful.
Some of the passage ways and ladders the Phantom used Gansey had discovered before. That was how he knew they were up in the opera house, behind the stage, though he had rarely gone above it. Not out of any fear, but because the managers grew alarmed when it ever seemed like Gansey might be put at risk.
Up and up and up. To the heavens it felt.
And the heavens it was. The view of the roof was beautiful. So astounded, he could only nod, not even speaking his agreement again he was so struck at the sight before him. He had seen the skyline at night before. Never from so high, and never from such a prime position. Never with the company of beautiful angels and demons. Gansey barely felt the cold air that bit at his lungs with each breath, barely noticed the gentle fall of snow. A few snowflakes caught onto the curls of hair that swept across his forehead.
He squeezed the Phantom's hand and turned to look at him, his smile broad and dazzling, eyes glittering just as bright as the stars.
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Too charmed to try and stray, Gansey followed his Phantom faithfully, mesmerized by how deftly the man moved. He felt like Eurydice being lead to the world above, guided by Orpheus's hand. Only he did not fall back into the darkness when the Phantom turned to look at him and for that he was grateful.
Some of the passage ways and ladders the Phantom used Gansey had discovered before. That was how he knew they were up in the opera house, behind the stage, though he had rarely gone above it. Not out of any fear, but because the managers grew alarmed when it ever seemed like Gansey might be put at risk.
Up and up and up. To the heavens it felt.
And the heavens it was. The view of the roof was beautiful. So astounded, he could only nod, not even speaking his agreement again he was so struck at the sight before him. He had seen the skyline at night before. Never from so high, and never from such a prime position. Never with the company of beautiful angels and demons. Gansey barely felt the cold air that bit at his lungs with each breath, barely noticed the gentle fall of snow. A few snowflakes caught onto the curls of hair that swept across his forehead.
He squeezed the Phantom's hand and turned to look at him, his smile broad and dazzling, eyes glittering just as bright as the stars.