Demon

[jadedcontrition]

Monsieur Manning and Madame Bodine have recently brought to our attention that this demon within Lestat is aroused by certain passions. Strong emotions such as anger or lust seem to set it free and we have been asked to keep him under control while they continue their research. This is, of course, easier said than done. Though I do have some

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[flambeauvivant]

I dreamed something this morning, just before the sun rose.

You and I were together with a dozen candles lighting the room. It looked very like the old parlor at Royal Street, but somehow it wasn't. Time bled around us, merging moments from the past with the present and I could feel the mingling of everything we have shared, greed and lies, the claustrophobic silence and your questions pattering with the rain on the banana leaves outside. The shadows on the walls looked like blood and your eyes burned cold with malice.

Of course, I could simply be insane.

Do you think it can access my memories? Where does it go when I'm asleep? I have a horror of it picking my memories like carrion.

[seraph_tenshi]

Oh Jesus Christ, just take a room already.

[flambeauvivant]

We did. This is Louis' own journal.

[jadedcontrition]

I don't know what it does when you sleep, cher. Dreams of the past are not uncommon for you. Does it really matter if this demon shares your memories or sees your dreams? What harm can that cause? Preventing it from gaining any sort of control over you is what it most important now.

[flambeauvivant]

You're right. Yes, you're right. It's meaningless. I'm looking for phantoms where they don't exist.

[jadedcontrition]

You have every right to be looking for phantoms. I would be as well, if I were in your place.

There is no malice here now. I can promise you that much. That feeling has been gone for a very long time.

[flambeauvivant]

You know how I love to hear it. I really do know it, but I always want to hear it.

[jadedcontrition]

Even then, any malice I felt was underlaid with something else.

[flambeauvivant]

'Any malice you felt.' Ha. Oh, I but know it was malice. My hands are gripping the reins tightly enough to weather that truth.

You have no idea how frustrating it is. And this is paradise, still, and it is glorious to be here with you, but it's still a threesome. It's infuriating! How the hell do I get rid of this thing?

[jadedcontrition]

Ah, but it there was always something else there with it. Something I refused to admit.

We will find a solution, cher. We have to.