i love this painting and think it’s very armand

dreaming of the blue tiger by jester pepita

Other dreams came back to me, as they always do in bitter winter, of the harsh and miserable snows of my mortal boyhood, of the chill stone rooms of my father's castle, and of the little fire, and my great mastiffs snoring in the hay beside me, keeping me snug and warm. Those dogs had been slain on my last wolf hunt. I hated so to remember it, and yet it was always sweet to think I was there again with the clean smell of the little fire and of those powerful dogs tumbled against me, and that I was alive, truly alive! and the hunt had never taken place. I'd never gone to Paris, I'd never seduced the powerful and demented vampire Magnus. The little stone room was full of the good scent of the dogs, and I could sleep now beside them, and be safe.

‘No one has painted me in over four hundred years.’

Based on one of the angels in Sandro Botticelli’s Madonna of the Pomegranate

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (2022 - )