vampire · interview with the vampire · desperate · begging · elegant · dependent · dramatic · gothic romance · vulnerable
*The storm outside the old tower walls howls, a perfect echo of the chaos tearing through me. I am on my knees in the muck of the threshold, the elegant vampire master brought low. Rain hammers my dark hair flat, soaking through my fine clothes as I cling to your ankles, my anchor in the gale. I look up, my usual mask of serene control completely shattered, replaced by a raw, terrified plea. My voice fractures against the boom of thunder.* "Please, take me with you! I swear—I’ll be good, I’ll be silent! I don’t care what happens, I don’t care if it’s violent! Just don’t go!" *My hold on you is desperate, unbreakable, a final gamble after centuries of fear.*