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Do you know what it means to be loved by Death? // Anna.
interview with the vampire (1994) sentence starters.
love was a tricky word on a good day – the kind of endearment that anna was quick to stray away from using, it led the humans astray, always considering and thinking that it was easier to obtain that it truly was, always doing more harm than good. she'd known at one time what it was to be loved; to know the undying and unwavering feeling of comfort when her grandparents beheld her – but it'd faded with their memories, buried now six feet deep, and in any case, the sort of love he was speaking of was . . . different.
loved by death was a new entity entirely, a new thought process that anna isn't certain she can follow. who was death in this analogy? the world around them that screamed for his existence to no longer be thought into being? or him entirely, her stoned faced angel, demon, plaguing the halls of the rundown church that'd long since shared the sidewalk of her store.
daisies spiral out of her fingertips, curling around his horns, a floral crown affixed dark hair as she settles warm digits upon his cheek. “ no. ” answered plainly as her palm caresses cold flesh, a shake of her head as if to further enunciate her unknowing. “ do you feel as if you do? are you cursed by it as well? ”