deauvergne:
THE THOUGHT HAS crossed his mind on more than one occasion. to kill her, to rip the life from her body that he so easily had given. it would happen eventually, he knew, even if he sought to postpone it by claiming the dark streets of the ever-growing NEW ORLEANS by painting it with blood. it was only a matter of time before one of the immortals noticed his crime. to make one so young was against their ways. one so helpless, so innocent left CORRUPTED and insatiable. ❝ perhaps i will, then. i gave you life, and i can take it away just as easily. its in my power. not in yours. ❞
but that last sentence makes him laugh, clawed fingers curling to come and rest beneath his chin, index toying with his lower lip. louis, hate him? what a humorous opera spun from her lips. louis depended upon him. his love, his gifts, his cruelty that kept the vampire wanting to feed. of course, lestat was never able to see him do so. for louis, it was an incredibly PRIVATE dining experience. and how badly he wanted to see him k i l l … ❝ begone. you’re annoying me. your very PRESENCE is annoying me. take your fantasies elsewhere and torment the living, if you must. ❞
how easy it is to DRIFT INTO INDIFFERENCE / to realize in fits of anger / ANGER , rage , all a MIRROR of the monster before her , all BEAUTY , all a sham . the louis TAUGHT HER how to be a child , how to cradle what little humanity HE HAD SEEN / or that he may have wanted . & sometimes she held onto those fragments LIKE A LIFELINE / but what was a lifeline to an immortal / WHAT WERE THREATS when they would not be seen through / & what was love when it would not be reciprocated ? ❛ and what a life it is ! being the PAWN PIECE to your last chance at holding louis to you . ❜
his laugh is a REFLECTION of his delusion / of a denial that would leave him dying , GASPING / & inevitably alone . how sure of HIMSELF he seemed , & how pointlessly she TRIED TO REACH OUT TO HIM . maybe the RAGE stemmed from the father who would hear nothing but his own INSISTENT DRIVEL , for what was better than hearing the sound of his own voice ? / her smile is a slithering snake unnatural on her PORCELAIN FACE . ❛ louis isn’t the most human of us , you are , LESTAT . only a human would be so deaf and blind at the SAME TIME . ❜ she huffed , a sound of pure contempt . ❛ fine , i will leave you to your FANTASIES , but i’m the one who will have the last laugh , father . ❜













