First of all, my thanks to the Brat Prince himself, Lestat de Lioncourt, who gave me the inspiration to create my own home here on the web, after visiting his, Le Jardin Sauvage. LJS as it was is gone, but like the phoenix, will rise again from the ashes. Emerald eyed Louis de Pointe du Lac, whose words spoken to a mortal reporter started this whole thing. Armand, my maker, who finally gave me the Dark Gift. Gabrielle, once Lestat's mother and now his child, who befriended me, in spite of her feelings towards my maker. David Talbot, Superior General of the Talamasca, now one of Lestat's fledglings; always the English gentleman and eternal peacemaker. Marius, who has lived through centuries and gathered the wisdom of ages. Santino, the Dark Prince, master of the old Coven. Dennis, the musician, a kindred spirit. Jessica, like me, a child of the 20th century. She brings light and love with her. Maharet, Mother of us all, who watches over her family. And there is also Baby Jenks, Pandora, and now new members of the family, Bianca, Khayman, Merrick, Celeste and the ancient Eric, and others.
Now for the dear mortals who have made an indelible impression on my existance. Jalena, always the giver who thinks of others first and who I am proud to call my friend.*Only good thoughts,JL*. The irrepressible Lulu, who can make me laugh in my darkest times. She is truly unique and I don't know if the world could handle more than one of her, anyway. Angela, who sometimes hides her brilliant wit behind her intelligence. If you ever need to find a rubber duck, she is the one to go to. Elisabeth, the most gentle soul I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. Grendal who I affectionately call Casanova, always willing to lend an ear to those who need it. The sweet Michaela..Grazie, bellissima. The lovely Lauren...Semper Fi, sweets. Michelle who truly believes. These people will always have a special place in my heart. And there are many others that I have come to know and enjoy speaking with. Forgive me for not naming you all, but I would run out of space. DVM. |
