Many times I've called for Marius, but there was no answer. Just the endless procession of days, months, years... My teacher left me to my darkest lesson, that in the end, we are alone, and there is nothing but the cold, dark wasteland of eternity. *Lestat*

Dearest, Sometimes I feel there is a hole inside of me, an emptyness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear you could probably hear the ocean. The moon tonight, theres a circle around it, a sign on trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Im not going to sleep each night wanting, but sometimes when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I dont know; maybe ive had my happiness. I dont want to belive it, but there is no man, only that moon...

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