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niki_chidon) wrote2008-03-22 05:51 pm
niki_chidon) wrote2008-03-22 05:51 pm
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Fic: Angels in Thy Soul 2: Song to the Moon (Gabriel Knight/Friedrich von Glower)
Title: Angels in Thy Soul: Part 2: Song to the Moon
Author: Niki
Fandom: The Gabriel Knight games
Pairing: Gabriel Knight/Friedrich von Glower
Rating: PG-13 for now, I believe
Disclaimer: Jane Jensen & Sierra own them all. No monetary gain, no disrespect, you know the drill. (The translation of the lyrics from a site long gone, unfortunately cannot remember who provided them. If someone knows, I'd be more than happy to add them into the credits!)
Series: Sequel to The Relative Brightness Inside
Previous parts Prologue and Conversations With a Wolf
Notes: This will be an on-going story under one general title but all the chapters will be independent stories because I don't know how often the inspiration will strike...;)
Summary: "They went on with the Opera, of course; a new Wagner production couldn't be halted just because one of the producers changed his motivation mid-way."
Song to the Moon
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They went on with the Opera, of course; a new Wagner production couldn't be halted just because one of the producers changed his motivation mid-way.
Needless to mention, they did not hang the chandeliers. I think Grace was a little sorry not to get to try out the scheme even though I am quite confident she does not wish to kill me anymore.
At least, I hope so.
She told me about Ludwig and Wagner's plans. A Brand New Wagner Opera! ...for me. It was written, composed... because of me. To kill me. The thought is... incomprehensible. Food for thought, because I had never known one could re-create artificially the effects of the moon and the sound of howling.
Gabriel made them show me the plans, and I pointed out, apologetically, that they had not taken into account the differences between the old building and the new. (I have a feeling Grace wanted to kill me just for that. She hates the idea of not being on top of the situation.) To think their plan might not even have worked.... well, we won't know, now.
Yet I believe, had it come to that, my Schattenjäger would have found a way to kill me. I might have helped him. A life without him is no longer an option.
I have purposefully avoided all knowledge of the story to enjoy it to the fullest in the premiere. I think Grace read the story to Gabriel who cannot of course follow the singing in German. He has been smirking a lot ever since. I believe I feature as the 'bad guy'. As I do in his new Blake Backlash novel, The Brutal Beast. We're still debating about whether he should use Ludwig in it. No one will take the accusation of his tainted blood seriously but without the historical context much of the story is lost.
We debate the wisdom of his attendance, too. Even without the chandeliers, they are not sure how the music will affect him. He is, after all, still adjusting to the Blood.
In the end we decide that the private box with me, Grace and Gerde in it should be safe enough. Also, safe from me, as I see him in his new suit. Oh. My. He cleans up well. Were it not for the ladies present I might find it hard to keep my promise and not touch him, not kiss him.
I burn, and the music with its heartbreaking love themes only magnifies my emotions. Hildegunde's aria in the end haunts me for a long time, even after the performance is over. The opera was magnificent but I couldn't forget Ludwig for a second, couldn't help but be apprehensive as to what was coming. And then, that song... She sang to the Moon, her beautiful voice filled with longing and sadness. "Defender of innocents, make me your own."
And all I could think of then was the man next to me. My Gabriel, my Defender of the Innocents, my Shadow Hunter. Make me yours, make me a defender too, instead of the villain of the piece.
I still fear that writing me as the Ogre will remind him of all the reasons I should be killed. After all, Grace still believes it would release not only Gabriel but also Ludwig. I cannot share her view – Gabriel, yes, but Ludwig? It makes no sense. He killed himself. By his religion, his belief, he is still damned no matter what 'the Curse' did to his 'Immortal Soul'.
As we discussed this with the three ladies – Grace, Gerde, and Mrs Smith – Gabriel also pointed out that to all intents and purposes the Black Wolf was dead, and "shouldn't that count for something in that spiritual mumbo-jumbo".
I am not sure how convinced they were. Am I? Is the Black Wolf dead? Who was he, anyway? I don't eat human meat. But I still hunt.
I don't know if that is enough. But as long as it is enough for Gabriel...
I want to growl. This situation may be enough for him but how much longer can I keep my hunger for him in check? How much longer can I be the platonic friend, the teacher? I long for him, mind and body, and all my instincts yell at me to make him mine.
But he is not ready, and I would just lose him for a moment of carnal pleasure. I cannot allow that to happen.
So I wait. Still.
Author: Niki
Fandom: The Gabriel Knight games
Pairing: Gabriel Knight/Friedrich von Glower
Rating: PG-13 for now, I believe
Disclaimer: Jane Jensen & Sierra own them all. No monetary gain, no disrespect, you know the drill. (The translation of the lyrics from a site long gone, unfortunately cannot remember who provided them. If someone knows, I'd be more than happy to add them into the credits!)
Series: Sequel to The Relative Brightness Inside
Previous parts Prologue and Conversations With a Wolf
Notes: This will be an on-going story under one general title but all the chapters will be independent stories because I don't know how often the inspiration will strike...;)
Summary: "They went on with the Opera, of course; a new Wagner production couldn't be halted just because one of the producers changed his motivation mid-way."
Song to the Moon
----------------------
They went on with the Opera, of course; a new Wagner production couldn't be halted just because one of the producers changed his motivation mid-way.
Needless to mention, they did not hang the chandeliers. I think Grace was a little sorry not to get to try out the scheme even though I am quite confident she does not wish to kill me anymore.
At least, I hope so.
She told me about Ludwig and Wagner's plans. A Brand New Wagner Opera! ...for me. It was written, composed... because of me. To kill me. The thought is... incomprehensible. Food for thought, because I had never known one could re-create artificially the effects of the moon and the sound of howling.
Gabriel made them show me the plans, and I pointed out, apologetically, that they had not taken into account the differences between the old building and the new. (I have a feeling Grace wanted to kill me just for that. She hates the idea of not being on top of the situation.) To think their plan might not even have worked.... well, we won't know, now.
Yet I believe, had it come to that, my Schattenjäger would have found a way to kill me. I might have helped him. A life without him is no longer an option.
I have purposefully avoided all knowledge of the story to enjoy it to the fullest in the premiere. I think Grace read the story to Gabriel who cannot of course follow the singing in German. He has been smirking a lot ever since. I believe I feature as the 'bad guy'. As I do in his new Blake Backlash novel, The Brutal Beast. We're still debating about whether he should use Ludwig in it. No one will take the accusation of his tainted blood seriously but without the historical context much of the story is lost.
We debate the wisdom of his attendance, too. Even without the chandeliers, they are not sure how the music will affect him. He is, after all, still adjusting to the Blood.
In the end we decide that the private box with me, Grace and Gerde in it should be safe enough. Also, safe from me, as I see him in his new suit. Oh. My. He cleans up well. Were it not for the ladies present I might find it hard to keep my promise and not touch him, not kiss him.
I burn, and the music with its heartbreaking love themes only magnifies my emotions. Hildegunde's aria in the end haunts me for a long time, even after the performance is over. The opera was magnificent but I couldn't forget Ludwig for a second, couldn't help but be apprehensive as to what was coming. And then, that song... She sang to the Moon, her beautiful voice filled with longing and sadness. "Defender of innocents, make me your own."
And all I could think of then was the man next to me. My Gabriel, my Defender of the Innocents, my Shadow Hunter. Make me yours, make me a defender too, instead of the villain of the piece.
I still fear that writing me as the Ogre will remind him of all the reasons I should be killed. After all, Grace still believes it would release not only Gabriel but also Ludwig. I cannot share her view – Gabriel, yes, but Ludwig? It makes no sense. He killed himself. By his religion, his belief, he is still damned no matter what 'the Curse' did to his 'Immortal Soul'.
As we discussed this with the three ladies – Grace, Gerde, and Mrs Smith – Gabriel also pointed out that to all intents and purposes the Black Wolf was dead, and "shouldn't that count for something in that spiritual mumbo-jumbo".
I am not sure how convinced they were. Am I? Is the Black Wolf dead? Who was he, anyway? I don't eat human meat. But I still hunt.
I don't know if that is enough. But as long as it is enough for Gabriel...
I want to growl. This situation may be enough for him but how much longer can I keep my hunger for him in check? How much longer can I be the platonic friend, the teacher? I long for him, mind and body, and all my instincts yell at me to make him mine.
But he is not ready, and I would just lose him for a moment of carnal pleasure. I cannot allow that to happen.
So I wait. Still.