||[Jul. 30th, 2005|03:51 pm]
~Anne Rice RPG~
I have taken to walking.. again.. the streets of New Orleans. You ask 'Louis, where have you been all this time?'.|
I have just been merely existing the last couple of months in my apartment, reading the countless books I own; A Christmas present from Tay and I look down at the candle stick holder that sits in the middle of my coffee table that Lestat gave to me.
'Where they all wonder off to?' I don't know, like alway we vampires always end up departing from each others company and again I am alone, no little Claudia running around saying sorry, no Lestat dancing around my bedroom with Tay and then there is Sophie... my fledgling who I find hard to love.
I almost cherish being alone, the silence I hear now is intoxicating in a good way. I find I can't rest easy in a room of so many people that I just simply have to stand up and walk out. The thing with Lestat is that his personality equals to the same amount as a hole room full of people. He has calmed down these last few years though.
Now enough of what is on my mind. I'm walking the streets of New Orleans, the street light gives a most terrifying glow to my skin, my eyes a piercing green. My dark black hair falls across my face hiding what I feel with in. I come to Jackson Square and sit down at my favorite table at my favorite cafe, from the mortal man with the note pad and apron I order a Coka Cola with no ice and a straw.