#wolfkiller

and that's me watching as you sleep at night

and that's me laughing in the darkness as you dream

Then let me dream!

Let me live in the liminal space where I could hold on to the strands of my own mortality. Where, if you watched closely, I still held onto him. I wouldn’t have made foolish mistake, after devastating foolish mistake. If you’d left me in that bed, I would have died. YES, I would have died, but it would have been as a man and not as this beast of a thing that I am. Keep your tower. Keep the wine, keep the blood, keep the riches. Because every single second in the thereafter has been another agonizing second in this earthbound hell that I’m living.

You took me as a boy. I was barely twenty, a man then, perhaps, but a boy in the scheme of centuries. My eyes were still wide to the world’s possibilities. I’m allowed to be angry. I’m allowed to beat my fists against the ground. It wasn’t joy or wonder when I opened my eyes as a new vampire, Magnus. It was terror. Terror that I was DEAD. DAMNED. Like the devil himself, bound to wander the earth to and fro. Bound to repeat the mistakes I’d already made. Bound to seek and search for the love I’d lost.

All I ever wanted was to be loved. All I ever wanted was a witness to my existence. And how could I know that crossing that stage would catch your eye? That your fascination, no, your obsession, would pour into me the elixir of life.

But life at the cost of everything that made me Lestat.

Now, instead of being your wolfkiller, I’m just a killer…The boy who stood on that stage died all the same.

The only difference is that no one buried him.

OMG Stop whatever you are doing. Lestat’s Wolfkiller song 😭😭😭

This show… Holy shit!

A sticker of a wolf… next to it, REDRUM… WTF!

For one thing, as far as I know, The Shining is one of Sam's favorite horror movies. And then WOLF? MURDER? WOLFKILLER???!!!

If this show airs, I'll be busy for at least six months.

As a child in Auvergne, Lestat occupied an odd place in the community. His family was technically minor nobility, but they were living in relative poverty by the time Lestat was growing up. His father was weak and bitter, his brothers withdrawn, and much of the practical burden of survival fell onto Lestat long before he was grown.

In The Vampire Lestat, Anne Rice makes it very clear that a young Lestat was already seen as something unusual in Auvergne, both necessary to the community and slightly frightening to it. Anne emphasizes how physically dominant and fearless he was compared to the other villagers:

“I was six feet tall before I was fifteen." And later: "They were terrified of the wolves. I was not.”

Within the village and surrounding countryside, Lestat became known as a fiercely capable hunter. He supplied food for the family and protected the area from wolves that threatened livestock and travelers. There is a sense in the book that the peasants and villagers viewed him with a mix of admiration, fear, and fascination. He was beautiful, reckless, physically gifted, and utterly unlike the quiet, resigned people around him.

On his role as hunter and provider, Lestat says: "It was I who hunted the wolves, I who brought down the deer, I who kept food on the table."

That line captures how much responsibility fell onto him despite his youth and noble birth. The de Lioncourts had a status (in name) but almost no money, and Lestat effectively became the family’s survival mechanism.

The wolf hunt became the defining event of his youth. After a brutal winter and repeated wolf attacks, Lestat rode out to kill the pack. He killed all 8 of them himself, including the enormous leader of the pack: "I stood over the dead alpha wolf covered in blood and snow.”

It was then the villagers began calling him “the Wolfkiller.” That moment elevated him into something almost mythical in Auvergne. He was no longer simply an impoverished aristocrat. He became a local legend, someone associated with danger, courage, violence, and survival: "From that night on they called me the Wolfkiller"

For Lestat, the wolf hunt mattered for deeper reasons, too. Anne Rice frames it almost like a prelude to vampirism. Facing the wolves awakened something predatory and ecstatic in him. He describes feeling alive in a way he never had before: exhilarated by danger, intoxicated by the kill, and strangely drawn toward death rather than being frightened by it.

"I wanted the wolves. I wanted to kill them."

Lestat de Lioncourt. The Vampire Lestat. Rockstar Lestat. The Brat Prince. Lelio (not Harlequin). Wolfkiller.