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    "When you turn to dust, I won’t sweep you up," Lestat drawls from the stairs.

    Louis smoothes his thumb over the blistering skin pulled taut across his knuckles.

    "I will leave you there in a pile until the wind blows you into the streets of your beloved city."

    Or: A conversation about sunlight and martyrdom.

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    15 Sep 2023