Reviews for Past the Point of Insanity
Suggestion-girl-15 chapter 7 . 7/6/2010
what the name of your novel?
Emiko-chan meh chapter 2 . 8/5/2009
The whole Armstrong-Mustang talk made me giggle.
LixxyChan chapter 7 . 2/25/2009
Aw, that is SO CUTE! I love the ending and the fact he never got changed out of the dress xD

LixxyChan xx
BittyWhiteFox chapter 7 . 8/18/2007
This sotry was awesome. I gotta have my friend read it. She loves the Phantom of the Opera. I had to listen to the music as I read this. Don't know why, just did.
DeletedAnon chapter 7 . 5/30/2007
Wow, that was great! I'm really glad that they found their happiness.
StarvelingTheTailor chapter 7 . 2/25/2007
awe! that was really good! i loved it!
Me And My God Complex chapter 7 . 9/24/2006
I like it/
ZutaraSokulaFan7 chapter 5 . 6/26/2006
i usally dont like yoai, actully i dont like it ata all, but 4 some reason i cant help but read this, i like it,...oh! and red velvet cake so ROX!
zerine chapter 7 . 1/27/2006
Write a sequel please!
Raiv chapter 7 . 1/23/2006
LOVED it. I thought it was very good. I dont really read stuff like that but it was good. The feeling could be felt though out and it was just so good.

Mustang418 chapter 1 . 1/20/2006
Good fanfic. I'm pretty sure no one has ever thought of a POTO/FMA crossover. That takes talent to bring two unlikely fics into one. I like it. You're a talented writer and I hope to see mroe stories under your name.
Angelica chapter 7 . 1/15/2006
AHAHA! I loved it! XD *seven thumbs up*
mribec.DACB chapter 5 . 1/15/2006
Roy is 25 and Ed is around 15 in the FAM universe. Unless Roy did a Homer (where Achilles, aged 13 at the beginning of the war, supposedly fathered Neoptolemus during or before the Trojan War), that is...
mribec.DACB chapter 3 . 1/15/2006
lots of errors in your lyrics. sorry about the rest o this, but i'm a lyrics junkie, not to mention i was addicted to PotO in my third and fourth year of high school


Think of me, think of me fondly

when we've said goodbye

remember me, once in a while

please promise me you'll try

when you find, that once again you long

to take your heart back and be free

if you ever find a moment,

spare a thought for me

we never said

our love was evergreen,

or as unchanging as the sea

but if you can still remember

stop and think of me

think of all the things

we've shared and seen

don't think about the way

things might have been

think of me, think of me waking

silent and resigned

Imagine me trying too hard

to put you from my mind

recall those days

look back on all those times

think of the things we'll never do

there will never be a day when I won't think of you

Can it be...

Can it be Christine?


Long ago

It seems so long ago

How young and innocent we were

She may not remember me

But I remember her

Flowers fade

The fruits of summer fade

They have their seasons

So do we

But please promise me that sometimes

You will think...

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Of me!


Brava, brava, bravissima...

Christine, Christine


Where in the world have you been hiding?

Really, you were perfect!

I only wish I knew your secret!

Who is your great tutor?

Father once spoke of an angel

I used to dream he'd appear

Now as I sing I can sense him

And I know he's here

Here in this room he calls me softly

somewhere inside hiding

Somehow I know he's always with me

he, the unseen genius

Christine, you must have been dreaming

stories like this can't come true

Christine you're talking in riddles

and it's not like you

Angel of Music!

Guide and guardian!

Grant to me your glory!

Who is this angel?


Angel of Music! Hide no longer!

Secret and strange angel

He's with me, even now

Your hands are cold

All around me

Your face, Christine, it's white

It frightens me

Don't be frightened


In sleep he sang to me,

In dreams he came.

That voice which calls to me...

And speaks my name...

And do I dream again?

For now I find

The Phantom of the Opera is there-

Inside my mind

Sing once again with me

our srange duet.

My power over you

Grows stronger yet.

And though you turn from me

To glance behind,

the Phantom of the Opera is there-

Inside your mind.

Those who have seen your face

Draw back in fear.

I am the mask you wear.

(It's me they hear!)

Your (my) spirit and my (your) voice

In one combined.

The Phantom of the Opera is there-

Inside my (your) mind.

He's there, the Phantom of the Opera!

Beware the Phantom of the Opera!

In all your fantasy,

You always knew-

That man and mystery

Were both in you.

And in this labyrinth

Where night is blind,

The Phantom of the Opera is there-

Inside my (your) mind

Sing, my ANgel of Music

He's there-

The Phantom of the Opera

Ah, ah,

(Sing my Angel of Music!)

Ah, ah,

(Sing for me!)


I have brought you

To the seat of sweet music's throne...

To this kingdom where all

Must pay homage to music...


You have come here,

For one purpose, and one alone...

Since the moment I first heard you sing,

I have needed you with me,

To serve me, to sing, for my music...

My music...


Night time sharpens

Heightens each sensation

Darkness wakes and stirs


Silently the senses

Abandon their defenses

Helpless to resist the notes I write

For I compose the music of the night

Slowly, gently

Night unfurls its splendor

Grasp it, sense it

Tremulous and tender

Hearing is believing

Music is deceiving

Hard as lightning, soft as candle light

Dare you trust the music of the night?

Close your eyes

For your eyes will only tell the truth

And the truth isn't what you want to see

In the dark it is easy to pretend

That the truth is what it ought to be

Softly, daftly

Music shall caress you

Hear it, feel it

Secretly possess you

Open up your mind

Let your fantasies unwind

In this darkness which you know you cannot fight

The darkness of the music of the night

Close your eyes

Start a journey through a strange new world

Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before

Close your eyes

And let music set you free

Only then can you belong to me

Floating, falling

Sweet intoxication

Touch me, trust me

Savor each sensation

Let the dream begin

Let your darker side give in

To the power of the music that I write

The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight

Help me make the music of the night


I remember there was mist...

Swirling mist upon a vast, glassy lake...

There were candles all around,

And on the lake there was a boat,

And in the boat there was a man...

Who was that shape in the shadows?

Whose is the face in the mask?

Damn you!

You little prying Pandora!

You little demon -

Is this what you wanted to see?

Curse you!

You little lying Delilah!

You little viper -

Now you cannot ever be free!

Damn you...

Curse you...

Stranger than you dreamt it -

Can you even dare to look

Or bear to think of me:

This loathsome gargoyle,

Who burns in hell,

But secretly yearns for heaven,



But, Christine...

Fear can turn to love -

You'll learn to see,

To find the man behind this monster:

This... repulsive carcass,

Who seems a beast,

But secretly dreams of beauty,



Oh, Christine...

Come we must return -

Those two fools who run my theatre

will be missing you.
Marii chapter 7 . 1/13/2006
YAY how fun. You popped out some realy cannon lines when writine Roy's part. I am very very impressed. I hate to see this go but I knew it would. Thank you for writing this and keeping me entertained! I have you on author alerts so that I may check out some of your other stories XD. HAVE A GREAT YEAR!
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