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We are what we are: Betrayers.

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How very true.

And yet we do nothing to change the situation.

[ooc: You'll have to forgive Erik. He's in a mood *shrug* XD]

Perhaps because there's no need. We betray and are in turn betrayed. It's all nice, neat and circular.

*darkly* Life is not circular. It is a wasted line from beginning to end.

Rather cynical. But, alas, true for some.

Perhaps, but cynics are made, not born.

No, but fools often are.

Then why must we suffer them?

Because many haven't the good sense to rid themselves of them.

Then perhaps it is up to others to do them the courtesy.

Indeed.

Forgive me, Madame, I have forgotten my manners.

*bows* The Opera Ghost, at your service.

Quite alright.

*nods in acknowledgement of his introduction*

Euphemia.

A pleasure, Madame.

The pleasure is all mine, I assure you.

How true. All that needless weaving.

Indeed. *bitterly* Why weave deceit and solitude into the lives of humanity?

Remember, not all choices are woven.

Ah yes, the free will of a dimwitted society.

To what exactly?

One another, Monsieur. Always to one another.

Always? Anything can be betrayed, sir. Love, beliefs, god, the devil...anything...I think a person is just the easiest thing you can betray.

Kind of like treachery for beginners.

And you are an adept betrayer, Monsieur?

*smiles* The best. *looks away* And the worst part, they called it bravery.

Then you are a master illusionist as well? I commend you, Monsieur.

And to top that all off?

I'm a Wizard too. What about you, who did you betray?

Ah, a wizard! Perhaps you are acquainted with Madame Tonks?

*wry, bitter smile* The world, it would seem.

I've the pleasure of two knowing two of them. Andromeda *softly* A jewel to be sure, and her daughter was a student of mine.

*nod* She certainly is that, yes.

And a teacher? Monsieur, you have many talents.

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