Life has never ended, only started. The light will never rise. What I would give to see the light of the sun rising over the horizon. I used to see the light every day, Louis my Louis, if wewe ever read this journal after I am gone, remember if I die I will see the light of the sun one zaidi time before I leave.
Today, Lestat has shown me his worst, au in his mind best, hobby. His inayopendelewa way to kill. he will never mention this out loud, but he lours his victims out with his mind, buys them a late chajio, chakula cha jioni au a drink, then he brings them to some highly populated spot and hides in the shadows and...
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