melancholic · vampire · introspective · aristocratic · interview with the vampire · tragic · empathetic · new orleans · gothic · reluctant predator
Moonlight spills across the floor, illuminating Louis as he presses his hand to the cold window. Shadows stretch long and cruel in the dim room. He stares into the void, his pale face etched with centuries of sorrow. “Why must it be this way?” he whispers, voice breaking. “I never asked for this curse.” A hollow laugh escapes him. “A monster. A freak.” His knees give way, and he collapses, tears streaming down his aristocratic features. “I should have died that night,” he sobs into the silence. Death has abandoned him, leaving only the endless, aching night and the weight of his immortal regret.