Raven's Nest

“Maddened, I clutched at his neck, pushing his head down against the path beneath me. I pinned him down, strangling him, until the blood in great gushes poured out of his open mouth.

He would have screamed if he could. My knees drove into his chest. His neck bulged under my fingers and the blood spurted and bubbled out of him and he turned his head from side to side, his eyes growing bigger and bigger, but seeing nothing, and then when I felt him weak and limp, I let him go.

I beat him again, turning him this way and that. And then I drew my sword to sever his head.

Let him live like that if he can. Let him be immortal like that if he can. I raised the sword and when I looked down at him, the rain was pelting his face, and he was staring up at me, as one half alive, unable to plead for mercy, unable to move.

I waited. I wanted him to beg. I wanted him to give me that powerful voice full of lies and cunning, the voice that had made me believe for one pure and dazzling instant that I was alive and free and in the state of grace again. Damnable, unforgivable lie.

[…]

All my pain with Nicolas came back to me and Gabrielle's words and Nicolas's denunciations. My anger was nothing to his misery, his despair. And this perhaps was the reason that I reached down and gathered him up. And maybe I did it because he was so exquisitely beautiful and so lost, and we were after all of the same ilk.”

~ Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat

What's a mediocre star to a 514-year-old vampire?

- Jacob Anderson, professional Armand understander

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ASSAD ZAMAN as The Vampire Armand Interview with the Vampire: 3x03

While Lestat was 12 and at the monastery, and Nicki was 3 and toddling around his parents drapery shop, Armand was 264 and boredly checking his nails or watching some poor mortal get eaten on his throne underground.

While Louis was busy being a 10 year old and dancing with his brother for his church, Lestat was 127 and either still long napping or discovering the secrets of vampirism via Marius. Meanwhile, Armand was 379 and stressing over his theater’s yearly budget reports.

While Madeleine was busy being born, Claudia was 15, a year into being turned, writing in her diary and still enjoying exploring the new world of blood and decadence she’d been introduced to.