Lestat & Raven pt#1
There was a time, not too long ago, if you see the world on the grander scheme of things, that Mr. de Lioncourt and I would walk these hallowed streets of California, in the city of lost angels, the city commonly known simply, as Hollywood.
It was the ending of an era, but there was a still a sparkle in the air at night, cool and balmy that had even us entranced. Hand in hand along the boulevard of shining Stars and dying dreams, faceless mannequins watched us pass from the large glass store front windows of Playmates dressed in the latest lingerie couture.
I loved his smile as tourists passed, feeling his magnetic ambience, drawn to him unknowingly wanting to submit to him, feel him, become him, one of us.
This was our chapter. Our few moments in our own personal spotlight. There was no Louise, just us set upon this city of glamour. We had drawn ourselves out of the French Quarter… We felt young again, ready to thrive….
And we had plans….
Raven BLACK 🖤🥀
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 