Doctor McCoy? I want to leave. Tony said to speak to you, but I don't know who you are.

And I'm borne high on these waves,
Swept by the wind and alone
Oh, sail me away, carry me back to my home...

Armand? Where are you? Did he spr

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Louis. You fire-happy wretch, where are

There's nothing quite like a Christmas in New Orleans, I'm afraid. I miss the noise.

It's a good thing this isn't Hell. I'd hate to find Hell so terribly boring.

Someone, please. Come. Level three, room nineteen. This is all terribly dull.

I must admit, I didn't imagine Hell to look this way.

Though I suppose there is a certain hellishness to this room - it looks like a cell. Familiar, though - a room from my New Orleans house, I think. But that room has not been so utterly barren since I bought it. Is that the joke? My eternal torment is to be the opposite of my eternal life, is ( Read more... )

( I am the vampire Lestat - and I will live forever. )