A Dream Within A Dream

[devilindetails]

There would be a sacrifice here tonight. I would offer up my body, my blood and it seemed appropriate to be laying here upon this table dressed for a banquet. The cloth beneath me seemed a kind of luxury and this small sensuality gave me comfort in my final moments. My outstretched hands slid over burgundy velvet, my nails tapped against

Comments

[vampvampcool]

Mozart is a darkier and heavier type of music than Handel.

[devilindetails]

I realize that, but the particular piece I had in mind for both, were opposites.

[cristaladi]

Lestat, the sacrifice... It makes my heart bleed with sadness, mon ami... I could not bare it...

[miss_mozart]

A bad dream, yet not a nightmare. What caused it?

Händel's music is as heavy as your death bed was in your vision, and as sticky as a melted marshmallow. To die, Mozart is more comforting.

"Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream."

~ Edgar Allan Poe