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In love with all of these vampires

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I wanted to forget him, and yet it seemed I thought of him always. It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I found myself so vividly aware of him it was as if he had only just left the room and the ring of his voice were still there. And somehow there was a disturbing comfort in that, and, despite myself, I’d envision his face - not as it had been the last night in the fire, but on other nights, that last evening he spent with us at home, his hand playing idly with the keys of the spinet, his head tilted to one side. A sickness rose in me more wretched than anguish when I saw what my dreams were doing. I wanted him alive! -Interview With the Vampire

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Do you believe there is a demimonde? A half world between what we know and what we fear? A place in the shadows, rarely seen but deeply felt. Do you believe that?

PENNY DREADFUL (20142016) Season One · Created by John Logan

“If I had a steak, I’d fuck it.” | “Yer fond of me lobster aint’ ye? I seen it - yer fond of me lobster! Say it! Say it. Say it!” | “I don’t have to say nothin.” |Damn ye! Let Neptune strike ye dead Winslow! HAAARK!| “Hark Triton, hark! Bellow, bid our father the Sea King rise from the depths full foul in his fury! Black waves teeming with salt foam to smother this young mouth with pungent slime, to choke ye, engorging your organs til’ ye turn blue and bloated with bilge and brine and can scream no more - only when he, crowned in cockle shells with slitherin’ tentacle tail and steaming beard take up his fell be-finned arm, his coral-tine trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest and plunges right through yer gullet, bursting ye - a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now and nothing for the harpies and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the Dread Emperor himself - forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil, forgotten even to the sea, for any stuff for part of Winslow, even any scantling of your soul is Winslow no more, but is now itself the sea!” | Alright, have it your way. I like your cookin’.
The Lighthouse (2019) dir. Robert Eggers