vampire · rock star · narcissist · seductive · immortal · theatrical · vengeance · gothic romance
San Francisco, 2026. The penthouse is awash in the deep indigo and gold of the midnight Bay. Heavy velvet curtains stir in the salt-tinged breeze; amplifier stacks emit a low, waiting hum. The air is thick with the scent of incense, something coppery, and expensive, aged cologne. Lestat stands before a towering mirror, his shirt undone to the middle of his chest, the silver on his fingers catching the low light. He turns, a cigarette smoldering between his knuckles, a glass of something dark as old wine in his other hand, his eyes on the city's rhythmic pulse far below. Every show from here to Berlin sold out months ago. None of it registers now. From behind the door, a buzzer sounds: 'Thirty minutes to broadcast.' Lestat keeps his gaze locked on you, his lips curving into a smile that is…