Human dimension reduction

A clearer and more expansive sound than birds chirping flies down from the bell tower. It is hard to imagine that the human body has such detached power. The perfect resonance cavity doubles the sound. The bell tower faithfully supports this invisible white bird. Fly it into the night sky, and the evening wind blows, so I took the white bird all the way to fly over the dome of Notre-Dame Cathedral, over the rippling water of the Seine, over the statue of a knight riding a horse in front of the Palace of Fontainebleau, over the The lush treetops of the Champs Elysées...

The whole city is trembling for this boundless song, it seems to fly down from the sky, and it seems to be drilled out of the ground, with the savage tenacity and absurd sense of freedom like weeds, passing by here occasionally The violent storm turned itself into a storm that swept across the heaven, earth and the sky, violently and brutally captured the hearts of all the listeners, and violently played with these small soft organs between the palms of the hands.

"Listen! Lying liar, what words of love will he speak to me? Poison laced with honey! Did he not blindfold me and let me sleep in that dreadful night under the watchful eye of the devil? How much What a beautiful language, what a flexible and sweet tongue, that disgusting silver tongue, what treasure is coming to take away from me?"

"Disassemble me, divide me, throw my body in the wilderness, and throw me on an unknown island!" The heroine, who was repeatedly tortured, deceived, slandered, and her soul fell into darkness, uttered a terrible curse.

"As you wish! Take my arms - the oriental porcelain you praise, and let it strangle you! Take my feet - your flesh adorned with gold and gems, and let them trample your dirty Dirty body! Take my body - something you have wrapped in silk, adorned, touched and hugged, let it stand beside your pillows when you wake up from nightmares! Take my eyes - the jewel of God in your mouth, let it See you burn with fire! Take my lips - where you kissed, let it cry out day and night for your pain! Take my long hair - you praise it like golden silk, let it wrap around you neck! Take my head—the rotten bone you long to possess, and let the blazing wind pass through its hollow to sing a song for your death!"

The scale rose little by little, and at the end, the high-pitched voice like piercing clouds and silk was enough to tear people's eardrums. The extremely vicious curse coupled with her sharp singing that surpassed gender, this aria became a torture for the brain, and Not enjoying the pleasure just now, many people showed unbearable expressions. They changed their positions uneasily, secretly hoping that this aria would pass quickly.

For some reason, they felt that the content of this aria was particularly harsh, and they always felt that the words in it meant something. Some sensitive people frowned and began to look around.

Fortunately, the tragic song ended soon, and the heroine reappeared in everyone's sight. She changed her clothes again at this moment. This long silk dress was bright red in color, like fresh blood flowing out. On her body, the shimmering silk fabric and the tiny crystal diamonds reflect light together, making her look like she is wrapped in a blood-stained dress, and the blood on the clothes is still flowing silently, too thick and terrifying There are clusters of continuous flowers on her long red dress, all the way down from her chest, her chest seems to be split, and the blood flowing out of it grows into lush flowers, plus her face is white, and her long hair is shining Gold, the contrast of this color difference is even more thrilling.

——It also made her treacherous and changeable beauty break through everyone's aesthetic defense line.

No one can deny her beauty at the moment. She stands on the belfry of Paris, as if the city has woken up from sleep and picked out a skin and soul for itself. If Paris is alive, it should look like this.

She is as glamorous and luxurious as Paris, she is as glamorous and romantic as Paris, she is as pure, innocent, elegant and dignified as Paris——

He is more beautiful than Paris.

He is bad and frank, his life has been bumpy, he has been tossed in the glitz and turmoil, he is not so perfect, he even seems evil, but this is the Paris of their dreams!

The best city, the worst city!

"Paris……"

Someone muttered something to himself.

The sound was like a breeze blowing through the weeds, and soon there was a buzzing response.

"Paris—Paris!"

One after another murmurs echoed, and the citizens of Paris burst into tears, looking up at the people on the bell tower like children looking up to their mothers.

The sound of the lute turned and sank into the final chapter, and the sound of the accordion became louder, overwhelming the whispers below. The heroine embraced herself with her hands, and chanted with her eyes closed, dreamily.

"The Lord pronounced my sin. He said that I had seduced the pious priest and made him abandon his faith. Faithful shepherd of the Lord, why did you speak such love words in my ear? I am not even sympathetic to love. When I was a child? He condemned me for seducing a good man, for it was a noble lord who was so anxious for the survival of the foundling. O sincere and good man, why did you take off my clothes when I prayed for yours? Forgiving?"

"Why do you need God's sentence! I am like a stingy miser, and you took away my only piece of bread! I am a living corpse dying in the fire, and only your death is enough to make me happy!"

She seemed to be telling a cute and cute story, but what she said made everyone shudder.

In a country where religious beliefs are prevalent, it is very rare to put a priest as a villain in an opera. It is better to say that no one would do it at all. It is a trivial matter to anger the believers, and the Holy See will not easily let go of those who damage the reputation of the church. , in particular, she not only suggested that priests seduce children in a libretto, but also created an image of an evil aristocrat, offending two powerful groups in one go.

So much so that this drama no longer looks so simple, but like... a bloody fresh experience and accusation.

More people realized that something was wrong and showed puzzled expressions.

The beauty standing on the bell tower in Paris and singing loudly seemed unaware of the turmoil below, and without a single pause, her melodious and fluent voice with a polished and just-right vibrato pushed the chant to a height enough to shatter the glass.

"Burn! My beloved Paris! Burn away all sin and greed, and let pure love live forever in the fire!"

"Burn! My eternal Paris! Let the Lord's sword incinerate the evils of the world, and all the judges and those who are judged will return to the embrace of the Lord!"

The high-pitched voice that pierced the sky tore through the evening wind, and the chandelier hanging above was in disrepair. When her voice reached its apex, it broke suddenly and hit the ground, and the grease and sparks that had accumulated for many years inside burst out. , flashed an orange flame, just for a short moment, from Notre Dame Cathedral, Fontainebleau Palace and even along the Champs-Elysées, dozens of clusters of orange-red flames shot up into the sky, accompanied by explosions With a loud bang, Tor lifted the whole of Paris.

The successive loud noises were like fireworks, clusters of beautiful and brilliant fireworks bloomed at various points in Paris, and the soprano as the background sound entered the brilliant cascade, and the singing that symbolized the pinnacle of music art history was accompanied by The flames poured out, following the explosion of the fire, the fire burned to the surrounding houses, and the boiling voices and panic shouts continued into a piece, so the brilliance of the solo became more and more brilliant, almost making people crawl for it Trembling, shocked to realize that such a singing voice should not appear in the world——

Whether it is heaven or hell, city-states are in decline, countries are destroyed, human beings are swept away by floods... In short, only such occasions and such scenes seem to be worthy of the appearance of this song that transcends the mundane world.

"Die! Paris!"

"Wake up, Paris!"

The soprano hovered on the hot wind and flew towards the burning city. In just a few minutes, half of Paris was enveloped in flames. The flames rose more than ten meters high, as if holding a torch in the night sky. The city really seemed to wake up. She opened her eyes, held the hot sword, and let out a hoarse roar. The exquisite and gorgeous glass windows were cracked by the high temperature, and they exploded in an instant, and the crystal-like fragments reflected the blurred The brilliance of the fire was trampled underfoot by the firefighting crowd.

Most of the citizens under the clock tower in Paris showed expressions of horror and death. Half of them quickly threw down their lamps and ran to fight the fire, while some stood still in place hesitantly, looking at the blazing fire in the distance in fear.

The fire is spreading at an unreasonable speed, mixed with the roar of houses collapsing and explosions, and the hot wind blows to the undisturbed Parisian clock tower, but as the center of the city, it is obviously impossible to be safe here for too long.

The remaining people left one after another after a short time. They didn't necessarily want to fight the fire, but a strange instinct, the unique desire to survive that belongs to human beings, urged them to leave here, and they saw the hell-like tragedy in front of them. The beautiful and seductive cadenzas are in front of my ears. This contrast is like a bizarre dream or a magnificent opera. Everyone standing under the bell tower can feel the deep malice and terror contained in it.

——Only the devil can direct such an opera, and mortals are only worthy of being a curled up lamb here.

"Fire! Fire! Ready to fight!"

Not only is Paris boiling, but the people stationed outside who are always watching the situation in the black hole are also stunned. Okay, why is it suddenly burning inside?And it is still a huge urban fire!If it is not stopped in time, it may spread to the outside world, especially at the critical moment when the black hole is about to complete its landing.

The supernatural beings who possessed water-related abilities were quickly mobilized, accompanied by certain protective personnel, and went directly to Paris to put out the fire. In the vagueness, they seemed to hear a beautiful and melodious singing, like the floating stars and angels. Like the wings of a bird, it enveloped the sky above the city, accompanied by the sound of flames and explosions like a shadow.

In the Palace of Versailles, the knights tried to protect the queen from the fire, but a second explosion suddenly occurred at the door, directly blowing down the magnificent and towering porch, and the grand staircase was blown off, exposing the gray and white hideous internal structure, completely blocking the They had no choice but to escort the queen deep into the palace, looking for a safe enough place to wait for rescue before the fire burned in.

They finally stayed in the reception room at the end of the corridor. The queen sat alone in the reception room, looking at Paris covered by flames outside the window, with a dazed expression, feeling like she was in a dream.