Sometimes Fear Is A Warning. It's Like

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

"you're A Perfect Devil, Lestat!" He Was Saying. "that's What You Are! You Are The Devil Himself!"

I Loved Words. I Love To Sing Them And Speak Them And Even Now, I Must Admit, I Have Fallen Into The Joy Of Writing Them.

Was It Fair To Say I Didn't Know The Full State Of My Soul?

I Was The Vampire Lestat Again. I Was Back In Action. New Orleans Was Once Again My Hunting Ground.