Post by Damien Evermore on Jan 1, 2011 18:45:37 GMT 10
Damien sat on the very edge of the stage. His legs hanging off right where it dropped to the Orchestra seating. The Opera House was forgotten by those who worked there for the evening. He flicked his wrist back and forth. Watching the curtain sway at his will. Damien was getting rather good at his powers. After he had his fun with the curtain he raised his other hand, then dropped it. When he repeated the action he smirked, watching the lights brighten and dim at his beck and call.
