#𝐢𝐰𝐭𝐯 . . . ❝ the mouth of the wolf，the eyes of the lamb ❞

[ripjulie-gone]

even  when  she  was  alive  --  when  she  was  human,  she  loved  halloween. it  had  always  been  something  she  enjoyed. the  decorations,  the  movies  --  all  of  it. even  the  weather. the  colors  of  fall  had  finally  reached  new  orleans  and  julie  was  reveling  in  it.       there  were  flyers  for  a  party,  one  in  the  very  cemetary  she  met  lestat  in  all  those  years  ago. she  thought  it  would  do  them  both  some  good  to  get  out  and  enjoy  themselves. it  had  been  some  time. the  others  had  gone  their  own  ways  for  now  so  it  was  only  the  two  of  them  left,  which  was  fine  by  her. sweeping  the  lipstick  across  her  lower  lip,  she  knew  that  tonight  would  be  the  one  night  that  she  didn't  have  to  hide  at  all. sure,  people  always  thought  the  band  was  a  gimmick,  and  sure  she  fed  into  it  more  often  than  not  but  she  could  be  her  true  self.      of  course,  she  hadn't  told  lestat  yet.      making  her  way  through  the  house,  she  found  him  in  his  favorite  chair  by  the  fire  and  she  leaned  over  and  lips  pressed  against  his  cheek  and  she  hummed  softly. ❝ come  with  me  to  the  party,  love. you'll  have  fun  and  we  can  get  takeout  for  dinner. ❞

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