Lakeside Cry (Open)
Enigma sat on the edge of the lake, as close to the water as she dared, her mind a million miles away from her, still in the opera house where rehersal had closed only minutes ago. She had been there until she couldn’t stand it any longer, Erik turning his focus onto Christine and getting her ready for opening night and almost forgetting Enima in his obsession.
She drew her knees up to her chest, resting her face against them, trying to block the emotions raging through her. She wanted to scream, to torment The City in her pain...she wanted to cry.
Raising her head, she looked out at the lake again, shivering in spite of herself, her warning emotions making her sick. She should just give up on her stupid fantasies and move on, return to her life of murder and theft, of causing as much mayhem as she could until some hero came swooping out of the shadows to grab her.
She should walk away from the dreams of an idyllic life of going straight and falling in love. They were the stupid wishes of a stupid child.
Tears slowly fell down her cheeks as he hugged her legs tighter, falling against the blanket she had wrapped around her, staining the velvet. She gave into them and started to sob, memories of Christine and Erik so close together tormenting her as she buried her face in her knees again.