appetite for living was voracious.
precisely the source of the
My old house.
trance, as they play their music -- Alex's long fingersclimbing up and down his guitar, Maudy's waifish bodysensually curls around her keyboard, the waves of musicflowing through them while James, on drums, drives themfurther into it.
It was hard to believe these
couldn't help myself.
Then, from somewhere in the room, an ANGELIC VOICE beginsto hum the most hypnotic melody over the tune, melding inexquisite harmony. Arching her neck in some higherecstasy, Maudy looks across the makeshift studio andsuddenly stops playing.
What the hell, Maudy.
Seeing Maudy's stunned face, Alex and James turn to seeLestat perched like a raven on top of the stack ofspeakers, eyes closed, still humming to the fading reverbof the guitars. Slowly opening his cool grey eyes -
Please don't stop.
What the f-- How did you get inhere?
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