It seemed as natural to ask her this as it is for the sun to rise in the morning. There is a feeling I get deep down, like a spark of flint just moments before the expectant flare of candle's flame. I no more meant to fan the fires of passion than I meant to see up her dress when she tumbled into the darkened theatre from the window high above. For I must be serious and about my master's business in his stead.
I left the house early, before sunrise and while it was still dark out. It was the day in which the theatre's back stage entrance must open, for every Actor and Musician would be showing up in the ahns between sunrise and sunset to gather the season's script and musical ensemble. Asia had suggested it be put off until Marius awakes from his comatose slumber.. but knowing my master's penchant for punctuality, I did not think that such a good idea. It is widely said among those of the Entertainers: The show must go on.
Over the winter months it seemed the lock and bolt had rusted tight, for it would not budge no matter how hard I tugged upon the great sliding door behind the theatre's rectory. When suddenly in the darkness I was startled by a sound that had crept right up behind me. And for a split second, I had expected to see Sven standing there.. I don't know why.
But it was a woman. A young woman.. a girl really. I blinked at her while I caught my breath and once more regained my nerve with a smile that I am sure had spread across my face.
"I am here to see the legendary Marius. Are you.. him?"
