Guile
One Thousand Club
Erik could hear the anger in her whisper, but he brushed it aside, doing everything he could to calm her - to make her not despise him and his presence. At last, he had begun to sing - softly now, but passionately. All of his heart began to pour out as they remembered that night together and spoke it aloud. "And I touched you, and I felt you. And I heard those ravishing refrains." Oh, just remembering that night brought a warmth back into his heart, happiness back into his soul, that he had not felt in so long. And her voice...Christine's voice was so beautiful, especially when blended in with his own. If Erik hadn't been singing with her, he would have felt breathless.