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Lestat, my darling:
This time I write you a note because I don't want you to worry. I'm going somewhere and I may not return, but I feel, somehow, that I may yet no matter what happens to me out there.
It will be dangerous and long and I feel like my old self again - you remember the one I spoke of, hunting the tiger in the Candomble. I am him again; youthful, fit and strong, and I have you to thank, in one way or another, for this.
When I return, I have a favour to ask of you, if you'd be willing to grant me it. But I may not. Just be prepared.
I am forever in your debt, my friend.
Love always and forever,
In life and death and everything between,
Your David.
This time I write you a note because I don't want you to worry. I'm going somewhere and I may not return, but I feel, somehow, that I may yet no matter what happens to me out there.
It will be dangerous and long and I feel like my old self again - you remember the one I spoke of, hunting the tiger in the Candomble. I am him again; youthful, fit and strong, and I have you to thank, in one way or another, for this.
When I return, I have a favour to ask of you, if you'd be willing to grant me it. But I may not. Just be prepared.
I am forever in your debt, my friend.
Love always and forever,
In life and death and everything between,
Your David.