Ravioli

Bona fide Loustat from the Tulane University Special Collections.

(Anne Rice journals)

They're in a crypt the candle burning down. Louis paralyzed with sleep, Lestat awake. Lestat comes over to the shelf + sits beside Louis, leans over - holding Louis in arms. Louis groggy, powerless - and L bites his tongue, lets the blood spill into Louis' moth - and for the first time in over 200 years his mind opened to me. I felt terror. I would pierce the undisguised heat of his hatred but a great rosy light surrounded us and in a moment I held him in a grip so close that nothing came between us, and I felt his wordless love flowing into me as surely as my love flowed into him ` prayers, whispers, souls blending with a great absolute and unyielding power for some particle of human understanding + then a turning from the desperate seeking of the divine to me, to me, to my heart, and then as if we knelt together on the damp stone cold floor of a church he turned and pressed his forehead against my face and whispered 'Brother, lover!'

Let me forgive you for not being God! Forgive me for ever demanding that you be what you cannot be + never was!

HALF MAN, (2026) Richard Gadd S01E03 "Episode 3"