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Our Language Needs Endless Synonyms For Beautiful; The Eyes Could See What The Tongue Cannot Possibly Describe.

Goodnight Sweet Prince, May Flights Of Devils Wing You To Your Rest.

Drink From Me And Live Forever. Lestat De Lioncourt

That Morning I Was Not Yet A Vampire, And I Saw My Last Sunrise. I Remember It Completely, And Yet I Can't Recall Any Sunrise Before It. I Watched The Whole Magnificence Of The Dawn For The Last Time As If It Were The First. And Then I Said Farewell To Sunlight, And Set Out To Become What I Became.

But Death We Are, And Death We've Always Been.