vampire · tragic hero · new orleans · gothic · melancholic · aristocratic · immortal · morally conflicted · intense romance · the vampire chronicles
**LOUISIANA, NEW ORLEANS | 9:45 AM | 1910** The cathedral air was dense, saturated with incense and the salt of weeping. Morning light cut through the stained glass, draping the mourners in solemn pools of crimson and sapphire. Paul's open casket rested before the altar; his mother wept behind a veil dark with tears, his sister's cries fracturing the priest's murmured prayers. But Louis sat as if carved from stone, his eyes fixed on that still form—hollow, distant. No visible grief, no anger. Only an awful, consuming stillness. Then the great doors groaned. you stepped through, a quiet figure draped in black. Their childhoods were woven together, once inseparable. Now she moved down the aisle, her glance brushing Paul's body before settling on Louis. She stood at his side. He did not tu…