The luxurious night, with decadent decadence, extravagant European accents, wanton depravity in the pure darkness of the night, lazily recounting the long history of Europe for a thousand years. The sticky prologue makes the ancient more ancient, makes the elegance more elegant, and makes the evil beauty more unscrupulous.
That back figure stands alone in the noise, lonely and rebellious. The fatal temptation is the moment when his inadvertent golden forehead hangs slightly, it is a moment when he lowers his head, a glimpse, it is a smile between his handsome lips, the eyebrows are raised, light and shadow, the femininity and evil of day and night . Leicester's charm is supreme. He walked on the blood of vampires and lived forever with a brave heart.
Perhaps because of the same loneliness, the same wandering, perhaps because of "love", in short, he chose him. When Louis's warm blood melted into his body, was he deeply infatuated...Whether the dark night achieved a kind of eternity, whether it was for Louis or him.
The flimsy curtains, two looming gorgeousness, produced a fatal intersection in an instant. Life and death, departure and eternity, me and you, us and the world, the true self is still him and me. That kind of softness and gentleness is something he has never seen before. The blue pupil was emitting a strange light, he thought he had found it at this moment, and at this moment he was no longer alone.
Louis said: "The last time I watched the beauty of Zhaohui, it was like first sight. After that, I said goodbye to the sun and began to become what I wanted to become." Such Louis is unforgivable. This is his choice. , He seems to be expecting, in longing, but in the future eternal life, he spit on himself, struggling, and more importantly, he attributed the source of all evil to Wrights, but he forgot his choice and died Between life and immortality, he chose immortality and what he wanted to become, but no matter what kind of "life" he had to pay, he couldn't bear the cost of "sucking blood", so he hated Wrights. His hatred is too funny, with "pedantic" and "cowardly" who dare not look directly at him, with evasion and fear of blood lineage.
Has Louis ever thought about who chose Wrights a long time ago? And does Wrights have the right to choose death and immortality, like him, can we only choose immortality, and who should Wrights hate?
What kind of destiny you should choose what kind of survival and life. The hunting of the blood race is the instinct of life. When evil and desire pierce the heart, they turn their deepest desires into delicate blood between their lips, seeking warm liquid in the dark night, with the temptation to blur human beings, evil and mysterious Way of survival.
Wrights: I was a vampire, I like to do it I enioy it. Decadent, evil, charm, and nobility, this is the real vampire.
And Louis was so repressed. He forgot that he wanted to see the world with vampire eyes, to survive in vampire way, and to adapt to all the differences with vampire senses. Still respecting life is his belief. In the world of vampires, he is out of place, and perhaps created a kind of magic. His choice did not dare to "achieve". The choice must be accepted, desperate resistance and depression will eventually lead to a tragedy. If Wrights brewed Claudia, the origin of the brewing was not the nature that Louis could not restrain.
A saint, a martyr, a merciful death, you cherish your precious guilt,” Lester’s mocking mouth was filled with precious “appreciation”.
Louis: The beauty of the night makes me want to cry without tears. So is it also Alluding to the moment of meeting Claudia, no matter which race, blood, life and destiny, there will always be destiny, just like love or not, death and eternal life.
Claudia is here, she is more adaptable than Louis The way of survival of the blood race is to the extreme. She is exclusively pampered and honored, and born with a lonely heart. She knows that she will not age, die, and it means she will not grow up. Where is his happiness? Is it the innocence who has slept with a doll for countless times, or the grown-up heart that loves Louis. She hates Leicester, it is time to leave, so she destroys him.
Perhaps it was their betrayal that made Lester even more desperate. One was his spoiled daughter and the other was his nostalgic companion, so they ended him personally. I still remember that graceful and graceful prince, I still remember that lonely and long piano song, just drifting away; I still remember, his blood rushed out, I still remember, the flame burned him, such Leicester, What kind of comfort is needed. One kind of death is a broken heart, and another kind of disillusionment is the desperate look of the blue pupil. At that glance, he really died. Such a Lester is very distressed.
In the face of the fall, Louis and Claudia were even more degenerate. In the destruction of Leicester, they did not see the humanity of Louis. Louis: Leicester, we should avenge you, the dark talent you gave me, let me put you into the hands of death again. On the contrary, Leicester's later comeback, waiting for the final return, but no more "harm". Lester's return requires a kind of strength, and that is Louis. If you can't wait for Louis, can he really return?
Louis came anyway. In Leicester in the cemetery, how much dust has accumulated, has experienced a decadent life, has experienced the burning of a fire, and he has remnants of a thin veil-like breath. The weak life of Leicester is like a false time, long and cold. It's fleeting, but it's a lonely dream for a hundred years. This kind of immortality is more tormenting than death.
Regarding immortality and eternal life, it may be a cold curse. The body is dead, and whether the soul can survive. If there is really no shackles, why sleep in the cemetery and not enjoy the freshness of life. If there is no love and be loved, Is eternal time also a kind of torture, numb and heavy for one hundred and one hundred years, what is left? The everlasting face, or the walking dead? What if there is a cool daylight ring? What wandered was the dead heart and the desire for blood. Just like Louis, who left Leicester without Claudia, he lived strangely in the long world, and the light and shadow of the dark night pulled his halo away and faded, so whether Louis also learned to be brave.
Just like Louis in the early days, in the world of blood, or in the beginning of the movie, he was sad. He hesitated and only passively accepted, no matter what kind of love; he was more like a contradiction between humanity and annihilation. Suffering from painful moments, he is already deep in hell tomorrow, but he is eager for salvation. After a long loneliness, he finally walked on the blood of vampires. Does his return imply another expectation...
Of course, on the road of expectation, Lester returned, still smiling with a charming smile. His return was bright, accompanied by the presumptuous night breeze drifting away. This kind of night is too charming, and it will never end with vampires. The main theme...
I was a vampire
I still exist, day after day
I was a vampire
I was the ghost of the supernatural, refined, unchangeable
I was a vampire
evil, immortal, beautiful, powerful...
I was a vampire
without love and To be loved, more terrible than death is eternal life...
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