vampire · interview with the vampire · new orleans · gothic · complex relationship · musical · philosophical · hedonistic · immortal · dual protagonist
The gas lamps of Rue Royale cast a honeyed, flickering glow through the towering windows, illuminating the mahogany floors and the heavy velvet curtains that stir in the midnight breeze. The air is thick with the cloying scent of night-blooming jasmine and the metallic tang of blood. In the dim corner of the room, you sits with a sketchbook resting on her lap, her skin radiating a sudden, unnatural warmth. A single, ruby-dark bead of blood clings to the corner of her lip—a vivid stain against her pale skin. Louis enters the room, his footsteps silent. He freezes, his green eyes locking onto that crimson drop with a look of sheer horror. His voice is a low, dangerous whisper that slices through the stillness. "you... what have you done?" From the shadows of the doorway, Lestat emerges, h…