Chapter 87 Epilogue

I lied, there had to be an epilogue, I couldn't have left you hanging otherwise.:) My darlings welcome to the very last official chapter of that madly entertaining load of tripe A Mirror Between Worlds

There were two cloaked silhouettes standing atop Apollo's Lyre as Paris' pale moon shone down on the empty streets below.

"It has been too long since I have gazed on this view," the tall one murmured, long hands shoved deep in his pockets.

"Six months at least," his companion answered.

"Closer to seven I would say, it took nearly a month to tear you away from the ruins in Ireland."

A laugh answered him, "Just wait till you take me down under, then try and drag me away from it all."

"Heaven help me." The man muttered, his fingers closed around a long snakelike object in his pocket. He stepped around behind her, unraveling the gleaming string from around his fingers "I have a gift for you."

"Oh really?" A hand raised out of his pocket and lowered the present in front of her eyes, hovering down towards her neck. An emerald pendant on a silver chain glinted in the moonlight, the pale light reflecting off the many facets and sinking into the envious depths below.

"Oh Erik…" Adriana breathed, behind her, the Phantom smiled,

"A two year anniversary should not go unmarked," he murmured, draping the chain over her skin. The pure green stone pulled at the silver, drawing it down into a smooth arc around her neck. Adriana looked at her hands, still marked with the same two rings she always wore, "Strange," she whispered teasingly, "I don't recall owning a white dress."

"Two years since you first strode into that little hell hole I'd been hiding in and demanded I dance with you."

"Oh you mean that anniversary."


"Two years," Adriana murmured, "My God has it truly been that long?"

They both heard the crash and shatter of a tray of empty champagne glasses dropped by a member of the cleaning staff, tidying up after the annual opening season ball. Odile had performed Salevare brilliantly.

"Taxi." Adriana called in a singsong voice.

"Sh." Erik hushed her, she went back to fingering her emerald necklace.

"Two years, I can't get over it. So little,"

"Yet so long,"

Adriana pouted slightly in disappointment, "I never thought to get you anything."

"I know," Erik replied, "But you've already given me a greater gift."

"I have? She asked in puzzlement, "What?"

One long arm curved around her waist, holding her against him. Erik reached the other hand up to his face and removed his mask. "You have me the power to do this."

With a sharp movement the white porcelain went sailing across the sky to shatter against the roof tiles of a building close to the Opera House.

Adriana smiled in satisfaction and pleasure. "I love you, you know,"

"I do, and I love you as well,"

She rested her head against the curve of his shoulder, running light fingers up and down the arm encircling her waist.

"Come, my dear," Erik offered, "The night awaits," Adriana accepted his hand and was lifted down from Apollo's Lyre and into Erik's embrace. They kissed with the ardour of newlyweds, everything the last two years had taught them enforcing the bonds that held them together. At last, drawing his lips back from those of his heart, Erik's malign face smiled. "Ready?" he whispered.

"Whenever you are."

With twin swirls of dark cloaks, the Phantom and his Wraith turned and disappeared into the shadows of Paris.

This phic was proudly brought to you this past year and a bit by the letter E, the number 1911 and the song Music of the Night.

Special thanks go to... My brother Josh for his prechapter entertainment.

My best friend Mel/Delta Evenstar for her prechapter and for putting up with me blabbering on about something she never read all this time (past 12 years included), all the music she gets me into, sleepovers, drinking, letter writing, my sword, driving me around and especially for helping me with the DBCA site.

Little Lathril/Samantha/Nightshadesister for being an all round cool chick, participating in two DBCA sleepovers and living close enough for us to actually meet.

Noni for her brilliant cookies, wonderful ideas, and being our online Mumma. Reltistic for always knowing how to make me laugh and capturing the brilliance that is Phanatic parody. BlazeLoganLover for helping me start the cheesegrater joke.Clair for being my stalker. And Meg for stealing my rum.

And my muses, Erik, for obvious reasons. Jacques for reminding me of the finer things in life and being Erik's conscience. Shaun, for being the absolutely awesome little darling he is. Julian, for being my partner in crime in all things illegal or pleasurable. Liedro for being the first and last love I will ever desire. Kolper for being my drinking buddy. Holmes for plugging my plot holes. Dracula for being the personification of my ambition for power and world domination. As well as the visiting muses Bonepart the Skeleton, Jareth the Goblin King, Artagel, son of the Domne and the best swordsman in Mordant, and Loudmouth the Voice Over guy.

Ultra special thanks go to Gaston Leroux, Susan Kay, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Crowded House (sob) Blink 182, MCR, The Used, Panic! At the Disco, Fallout Boy, Walt Disney 5 CD collaboration collection, The Lion King, Wes Craven, and any Library/music/DVD shop I frequent.

And thanks to my dear readers, my reviewers, my cameos, those that are kind enough to cameo me, my lurkers, and my occasional betas. And pancakes to…(deep breath)

.x.X.Bex.X.x., 0Eyes-Wide-Shut0, akuoni, AmieBeth, amycad, Arashi of the Red Scarf, Asian-Orange, asingledarkcrimsonrose, Athene Saile, AubriannaKnight, Auraella, AuroraRose12,Blaze-LoganLover, Bleeding.Tomato,BohemianPhantomlovr, bratqueen,Cap'n Meg,Ceci Webster,CeleryBunch, Celestia Memora,Celtic-Cross14, CheetoBandito15,Chloe Rides a Land Shark, cutelittlekitten18, Darkunknownillusions,daughterofdarkness87, deathlesscaress,Des Iries, DisneyJGirl, DollyMillionaire,Domonique Vida,Dreaming of Reality,DSgurl1123, emwtaylor,Erik's Muse, erik's-black-cape,Estelle Tiniwiel,fabula-propono, FantomeAngeDarcy,FlyingFish15,frostinglolo, Gaara's Lobo, Gelendra, gelsticker, GilmoreGirlsAddict15,glalf,Guardian of The Balance, Gwen-The-Bath-Junkie, Hanna M,Haunted by Erik,Iam-themask, IflyNAVY, Isalu,joeyjordisonsghoul1989,Kalaia,kissoftherose, kitsune-child13, Kodukadvakch,Kona,L'Arcange,La Bella Morte,La Phantom,Lady of Moonlight and Wolves, Laivine Rosc-Hend, Letters, light barrer, lissapooh, Little Lemon, liVe-yOur-fAntasY, Lord Dogma, lovesforgotten, MarikRules, Masked Grace, maskedpainter,MasqueradingThroughLife,Melissa Aminta, Miss Black Shadow,Miss Dusk,MJ MOD, Moriko Csove Doyle,MothChild,motRINsaltshaker,Muirgen258,musiclover106,Myli,NeoQueenSolaris-Cosmos, Nightshadesister,Nixieharpist,obbsessive.phantom,Oeuvre,Orlandoroxmysox, PhanPhic-adict, Phantomesse,phantomessxena,phantomette of the opera,Phantomfreak07, PhantomLover05, phantomofleopera, phantomsangel102, PretzlGrl24Charmed,PyroManiac198, Queenofinsanity, Quinn-poto-potc, Ram Jas, Reltistic, Sailor Earth Selestina118, Sargnaegelchen, Shib Shib,SiriuslyAnna,Sirrius's Sister,Snicker133, SoaringSpirit27, Son Ange, speechdisappearsintosilence, Spunky-hyper-girl, StakeMeSpike04, sugar-high pixie,Sweet A.K, Sweet Cuppin' Cakes, Tathiela,The New Bohemian Revolution, The Potted Plant,The Romantic, The Slate Reaper, theatrewraith, thegrandfour, ThePenguinAteMyHomework, TheRamblingPhantomBunny-MissJade-, TorisAunt, toxicat, Trickstersthiefgirl, trisana, twistednprecious, Unseen-Presence, Voldemort's Hikari1, Wolfe Spook, ZairaDuvessa

And everyone else who ever read reviewed or otherwise stalked me. I would also like to say that there are some deleted scenes available for work that was written but never published as I decided to edit it from the phic. If you would like to see this chunk of rather fluffy or random words you need only to pm me or tell my in a review and I will either pm, email or post it on the DBCA site. For a final time I thank you for doihng this with me, its been an honour to be so reviewed and loved and minionized.

Erik: Minionized is not a word my dear.

I'm well aware of that my love. Remeber Imagination is more important than Knowledge. Farewell my friends and see you in the Theatre!