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Me: Reading the Vampire Companion helps me understand all the deep emotional meaning behind the art pieces mentioned in the Chronicles.
The deep emotional meaning:
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Daniel trying to figure out how serious they are: so... you chasing anyone else around the globe or am i special?👉🏼👈🏼
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To be made whole by being not a witness but witnessed.
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Absolutely obsessed with Assad in the corner mouthing “is he allowed to say that” and then shutting Eric down when he’s told no.
I hope Eric never changes. This is cinema.
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"We saw you from across the bar and we like your vibe. What's your blood type btw?"
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Sam Reid for TV Insider | INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE star Sam Reid unpacks Season 2's Lestat & Louis scenes
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i’m not a “noob” it’s just that my elderly sonhusband keeps biting me midgame. despite my repeated attempts to teach him proper vampiric gaming etiquette.
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I’m reading Anne Rice's “Twenty-Six Years With my Beloved Immortals” essay on my lunch break, and it’s feeding me better than my actual lunch. Especially The Vampire Armand part, I mean:
“Armand is not someone whom I love or embrace, and his mind is alien to me. He is the uncomprehending villain of my first two Chronicles. But his sensuality I fully understand, and it was through his sensuality that I reached him and knew him and could turn him inside out for the reader. For Armand, images mean everything, be they ikons, or faces in paintings, or the face of Christ on Veronica's veil. Armand comes from the cold of Russia to the embracing warmth of Venice and down into the present time with a steely heart and a greediness for art and blood. Yet even in his worst pain he falls under the spell of two lost children. Ah, well, maybe I do love him. The book's transgressive. It's wicked. It's full of a boy's love for a man which turns gradually to a boy's love for a monster. It's about a child monk gone mad. It's about a child's heart made immortal. If it isn't lush and delicious to read, replete with sadness and some time horror, I've failed. So be it.”
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I cried as you cried when you first saw them. I cried for their stillness and their isolation, and this horrible little place in which they stared forward at nothing or sat in darkness while Egypt died above. Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat, 1985. Statue of King Menkare & wife upon discovery in 1910.
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