Prideview Random

This place bores me.

The future, it seems, is not quite so bright as was promised.

. . .

Man, am I the only one around here who's not lookin' forward to Halloween?

My opera is complete, at long last - the Phantom is triumphant, against all odds!

This time, we won't have any accidents. I am sure that you understand that, my Angel.

I think I must go out and make other human acquaintances. I want to be an adequate companion for my master. I have been isolated from others too long, and am having aberrant behaviors.

This is most peculiar. This is not where I am meant to be. This strange land is not Avalon. I would never have left my post I have guarded so diligently. Arthur entrusted his healing to me and I do not even know where it is I have awoken.

This isn't where I'm supposed to be.

This may not be the Opéra Populaire, but it shall do well for me.

I'm sure that this city, wherever it is, will have voices that can give my music life.