dragon_moon (dragon_moon) wrote in rainey_day, @ 2009-02-16 10:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | christine, dr henry jekyll, erik, maud ruthyn, mr edward hyde, silas ruthyn |
Dark Delicacies
++ GREAT DUETS IN HORROR
Some of us spend our lives searching for a soulmate, someone that we believe will be the answer to our heart's desire. We yearn for completion, and long for someone that would make us whole. Sometimes, this longing is fulfilled through romantic love, and sometimes... well, sometimes completion is attained in unexpected ways.
With this in mind, we, in conjunction with Dark Delicacies, are thrilled to present the Great Duets in Horror Series!
"Then he hissed at me. 'Ah, I frighten you, do I? ... I dare say! ... Perhaps you think that I have another mask, eh, and that this ... this ... my head is a mask? Well,' he roared, 'tear it off as you did the other! Come! Come along! I insist! Your hands! Your hands! Give me your hands!' And he seized my hands and dug them into his awful face. He tore his flesh with my nails, tore his terrible dead flesh with my nails! ... 'Know,' he shouted, while his throat throbbed and panted like a furnace, 'know that I am built up of death from head to foot and that it is a corpse that loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you! ... Look, I am not laughing now, I am crying, crying for you, Christine, who have torn off my mask and who therefore can never leave me again! ... As long as you thought me handsome, you could have come back, I know you would have come back ... but, now that you know my hideousness, you would run away for good... So I shall keep you here! ... Why did you want to see me? Oh, mad Christine, who wanted to see me! ... When my own father never saw me and when my mother, so as not to see me, made me a present of my first mask!'
"He had let go of me at last and was dragging himself about on the floor, uttering terrible sobs. And then he crawled away like a snake, went into his room, closed the door and left me alone to my reflections. Presently I heard the sound of the organ; and then I began to understand Erik's contemptuous phrase when he spoke about Opera music. What I now heard was utterly different from what I had heard up to then. His Don Juan Triumphant (for I had not a doubt but that he had rushed to his masterpiece to forget the horror of the moment) seemed to me at first one long, awful, magnificent sob. But, little by little, it expressed every emotion, every suffering of which mankind is capable. It intoxicated me; and I opened the door that separated us. Erik rose, as I entered, BUT DARED NOT TURN IN MY DIRECTION. 'Erik,' I cried, 'show me your face without fear! I swear that you are the most unhappy and sublime of men; and, if ever again I shiver when I look at you, it will be because I am thinking of the splendor of your genius!' Then Erik turned round, for he believed me, and I also had faith in myself. He fell at my feet, with words of love ... with words of love in his dead mouth ... and the music had ceased ... He kissed the hem of my dress and did not see that I closed my eyes.
CHRISTINE
A bouquet of Swedish blossoms -- linnea borealis, hoya, and Phyteuma nigra -- with frankincense and pale vanilla orchid.
ERIK
Resin-coated wood, kerosene, oil, leather, musty velvet, and dust from the Grand Drape.
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Hence it came about that I concealed my pleasures; and that when I reached years of reflection, and began to look round me, and take stock of my progress and position in the world, I stood already committed to a profound duplicity of life.
DR. HENRY JEKYLL
A discreet men's cologne of juniper, cumin, verbena, bergamot, mint, and basil splattered with dregs from apothecary bottles.
MR. EDWARD HYDE
That selfsame gentlemen's cologne corrupted by base, dissolute musk, bitter tobacco, sour bourbon, sweat, and a splatter of blood.
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How marvellously lie our anxieties, in filmy layers, one over the other! Take away that which has lain on the upper surface for so long-the care of cares-the only one, as it seemed to you, between your soul and the radiance of Heaven-and straight you find a new stratum there.
MAUD RUTHYN
Fresh wheat, honeycomb, rosehips, nectarine, climbing roses, and myrrh.
SILAS RUTHYN
Opium smoke, opium tar, mandarin, dark musk, patchouli, tonka, vetiver, and frankincense.