( don't is the answer. loneliness is the thing that lives on after your wings are pulled from your back, after your father locks you away and tosses the key. the one thing luci, who has lost everything, can never lose is his companion in the dark, the crippling, chilling loneliness that lives in the periphery, tainting everything he does. all luci's actions feel so desperate when looked at like that — a yipping dog begging for its master's attention, an abused son waiting for his father's apology.
the real answer: forget about loneliness. gives yourself a swiss cheese brain and put all the bad things in the holes, and live in a vague state of confusion at any given time. sometimes, have the blissful reprieve of forgetting who you are entirely, because when you're no one, you can be anyone. unblemished, whole. )
i create. i have purpose. i have a wife. so i don't know. take a thousand lovers. break a thousand hearts. find that thing that makes you happy for small, crystal moments, and cling to it. the enemy of an eternal life is boredom. never get comfortable, louis. when things are easy, they're monotonous. make problems to pass the day. that's what i recommend. it would be pretty thematic if you made a vampire army to rage against me your creator, for instance.
[ eerily comforting, the devil. why he turned here for it, louis doens't entirely know, but he reads the messages over and over again. the being who made them, adoring them, finding beauty in what they are.
it makes it slightly easier to visualize himself for who he is. a vampire. a creature of the night. ]
I have a husband, an eternal companion. He tries - I try. It's not easy. Probably best that it's not. Means we gotta work on it - makes the years feel a little faster. There's a mortal, too. Perfectly imperfect. But I'm not in the way of breaking hearts. Not on purpose. I'd much rather do that though than start an army. World's got enough vampires as it is. Probably some making an army as we speak.
Thank you. I guess I needed to know that all this - the endlessness of time and what comes with it - It's a little more universal than I thought. I'm sorry for that. For both of us.
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( don't is the answer. loneliness is the thing that lives on after your wings are pulled from your back, after your father locks you away and tosses the key. the one thing luci, who has lost everything, can never lose is his companion in the dark, the crippling, chilling loneliness that lives in the periphery, tainting everything he does. all luci's actions feel so desperate when looked at like that — a yipping dog begging for its master's attention, an abused son waiting for his father's apology.
the real answer: forget about loneliness. gives yourself a swiss cheese brain and put all the bad things in the holes, and live in a vague state of confusion at any given time. sometimes, have the blissful reprieve of forgetting who you are entirely, because when you're no one, you can be anyone. unblemished, whole. )
i create. i have purpose.
i have a wife. so i don't know. take a thousand lovers. break a thousand hearts. find that thing that makes you happy for small, crystal moments, and cling to it.
the enemy of an eternal life is boredom. never get comfortable, louis. when things are easy, they're monotonous. make problems to pass the day. that's what i recommend.
it would be pretty thematic if you made a vampire army to rage against me your creator, for instance.
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it makes it slightly easier to visualize himself for who he is. a vampire. a creature of the night. ]
I have a husband, an eternal companion. He tries - I try. It's not easy. Probably best that it's not. Means we gotta work on it - makes the years feel a little faster.
There's a mortal, too. Perfectly imperfect.
But I'm not in the way of breaking hearts. Not on purpose.
I'd much rather do that though than start an army. World's got enough vampires as it is.
Probably some making an army as we speak.
Thank you.
I guess I needed to know that all this - the endlessness of time and what comes with it -
It's a little more universal than I thought.
I'm sorry for that. For both of us.