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ዧ Blood Communion: A Tale of Prince Lestat free download ፑ By Anne Rice ፲

ዧ Blood Communion: A Tale of Prince Lestat free download ፑ By Anne Rice ፲ ዧ Blood Communion: A Tale of Prince Lestat free download ፑ By Anne Rice ፲ Chapter 1Im the vampire Lestat Im six feet tall, have blue gray eyes that sometimes appear violet, and a lean athletic build My hair is blond and thick and hangs to my shoulders, and over the years it has become lighter so that at times it seems pure white Ive been alive on this earth for than two hundred fifty years and I am truly immortal, having survived any number of assaults on my person, and my own suicidal recklessness, only becoming stronger as the result.My face is square, my mouth full and sensual, my nose insignificant, and I am perhaps one of the most conventional looking of the Undead youll ever see Almost all vampires are beautiful They are picked for their beauty But I have the boring appeal of a matinee idol rescued by a fierce and engaging expression, and I speak a brand of easy rapid English thats contemporaryafter two centuries of accepting English as the universal language of the Undead.Why am I telling you all this, you might askyou, the members of the Blood Communion, who know me now as the Prince Am I not the Lestat so vividly described in Louiss florid memoir Am I not the same Lestat who became a super rock star for a brief time in the 1980s, publicizing the secrets of our tribe in film and song Yes, I am that person, most certainly, perhaps the only vampire known to just about every blood drinker on the planet by name and by sight Yes, I made those rock videos that revealed our ancient parents, Akasha and Enkil, and how we might all perish if one or both of them were destroyed Yes, I wrote other books after my autobiography and yes, I am indeed the Prince now ruling from my Chteau in the remote mountains of France.But its been many a year since I addressed you directly, and some of you werent born when I penned my autobiography Some of you werent Born to Darkness until very recently, and some of you might not believe in the story of the Vampire Lestat as its been related to youor the history of how Lestat became the host to the Sacred Core of all the tribe, and then finally, released from that burden, survived as the ruler upon whom order and survival now depend.Make no mistake, the books Prince Lestat and Prince Lestat and the Realms of Atlantis were penned by me, and all that they related has indeed happened, and those many blood drinkers described in the two books are accurately portrayed.But the time has come for me once again to address you intimately and to shape this narrative in my own inimitable and informal fashion as I seek to relate to you all that I think you should know.And the first thing which I must tell you is that I write now for youfor my fellow blood drinkers, the members of the Blood Communionand no one else.Of course this book will fall into mortal hands But it will be perceived as fiction, no matter how obvious it may be that it is not All the books of the Vampire Chronicles have been received as fiction the world over, and always have been The few mortals who interact with me in the vicinity of my ancestral home believe me to be an eccentric human who enjoys impersonating a vampire, the leader of a strange cult of like minded vampire impersonators who gather under my roof to engage in romantic retreats from the busy modern world This remains our greatest protection, this cynical dismissal of us as real, true monsters, in an era that just might be dangerous to us than any other through which weve lived.But I will not dwell on the matter in this narrative The story Im going to tell has little or nothing to do with the modern world Its a tale as old as tale telling itself, about the struggle of individuals to find and defend their place in a timeless universe, alongside all the other children of the earth and the sun and the moon and the stars.But it is important for me to sayas this story beginsthat I was as resentful and confused by my human nature as Id ever been.If you do go back to my autobiography, youll likely see how much I wanted humans to believe in us, how boldly I shaped my narrative as a challenge Come, fight us, wipe us out There ran in my Frenchmans blood only one acceptable version of glory making history among mortal women and men And as I prepared for my one and only rock concert in San Francisco in the year 1984, I did dream of an immense battle, an apocalyptic confrontation to which elder blood drinkers would be awakened and drawn irresistibly, and young ones incited with fury, and the mortal world committed to stamping out our evil once and for all.Well, nothing came of that ambition Nothing at all The few brave scientists who insisted they had seen living proof of our existence met with personal ruin, with only a precious few being invited to join our ranks, at which point they passed into the same invisibility which protects us all.Over the years, being the rebel and the brat that I am, I created another great sensation, described in my memoir, Memnoch the Devil, and that too did invite mortal scrutiny, a scrutiny which might have seduced yet hapless individuals to destroy their lives arguing that we were real But that brief damage to the fabric of the reasonable world was corrected immediately by clever blood drinkers who removed all forensic evidence of us from laboratories in New York City, and within a month all the excitement stirred up by me and my Blessed Veil of Saint Veronica was over, with the relic itself gone to the crypts of the Vatican in Rome The Talamasca, an ancient Order of Scholars, managed to obtain it after that, and subsequent to their acquiring it, the veil was destroyed Theres a story to all that, a small one anyway, but you wont find it here.The point isfor all the fuss and botherwe remained as safe in the shadows as wed ever been.This storyto be preciseis about how we vampires of the world came together to form what I now call the Blood Communion, and how I came not only to be Prince, but to be the true ruler of the tribe.One can assume a title without really accepting it One can be anointed a prince without reaching for the scepter One can agree to lead without really believing in the power of oneself to do it We all know these things to be true.And so it was with me I became Prince because the elders of our tribe wanted me to do it I possessed something of a charismatic ease with the idea, which others did not share But I did not really examine what I was doing when I accepted the title, or commit to it Instead, I clung to a selfish passivity in the matter, assuming that at any moment I might tire of the entire enterprise and walk away After all, I was still invisible and insignificant, an outcast, a monster, a predatory demon, Cain the slayer of his brothers and sisters, a phantom pilgrim on a spiritual journey so narrowly defined by my vampire existence that whatever I discovered would never be of relevance to anybody, except as poetry, as metaphor, as fiction, and I should take comfort in that fact.Oh, I enjoy being the Prince, dont get me wrong I loved the rapid and totally egregious restoration of my ancestral Chteau and the little village which lay below it on the narrow mountain road that led to nowhereand it was an undoubted pleasure to see the great hall filled each evening with preternatural musicians and dancers, flashing exquisite white skin, shimmering hair, costumes of extraordinary richness, and countless jewels One and all of the Undead were and are now most welcome under my roof The house has innumerable salons through which you can wander, rooms in which you might settle to watch films on giant flat screens, and libraries in which you might meditate in silence or read Beneath it are crypts that have been expanded to hold perhaps the entire tribe in darkness and safety, even were the Chteau itself attacked in the daylight hours and burnt over our heads.I like all this I like welcoming everyone I like taking the young fledglings in hand and welcoming them to our closets from which they can take any clothing they need or desire I like watching them shed their rags and burn them in one of the many fireplaces I like hearing everywhere around me the soft uneven rumble of preternatural voices in conversation, even argument, and also the low, vibrant rhythm of preternatural thoughts.But who am I to rule others I was anointed the Brat Prince by Marius before I ever set foot on that rock music stage decades ago, and a brat I most surely was Marius had come up with that little label for me when he realized I was revealing to the Vampire World all the secrets hed bound me under penalty of destruction to keep And a legion of others have picked up the title, and they use it as easily now as the simple appellation Prince.Its no secret to the elders far and wide that Ive never bent the knee to any authority ever, that I smashed up the coven of the Children of Satan when I was taken prisoner by it in the 1700s, and that I broke even the most informal rules with my rock music adventure, and deserved a good deal of the condemnation for recklessness that I received.I didnt bow to Memnoch either.And I didnt bow to God Incarnate, who appeared to me in the airy spiritual realm into which Memnoch dragged me, all the way back to the narrow dusty road to Calvary in the city of ancient Jerusalem And having given short shrift to every being who had ever tried to control me, I seemed a most unlikely person to undertake the monarchy of the Undead.But as this story begins, I had accepted it I had accepted it truly and completely and for one simple reason I wanted uswe, the vampires of this worldto survive And I didnt want us clinging to the margins of life, a miserable remnant of bloodsucking vagabonds, battling each other in the wee hours of the night for crowded urban territories, burning out the shelters and refuges of this or that enemy, seeking to destroy one another for the most petty of human or vampiric concerns.And that is what we had become before I accepted the throne That is exactly what we werea parentless tribe, as Benji Mahmoud put it, the little vampire genius who called to the elders of all ages to come forth and take care of their descendants, to bring to us order, and law, and principles for the good of all.The good of all.It is extremely difficult to do what is good for all when you believe that all are evil, loathsome by their very nature, with no right to breathe the same air as human beings It is almost impossible to conceive of the welfare of all if one is so consumed with guilt and confusion that life seems little than an agony except for those overwhelmingly ecstatic moments when one is drinking blood And that is what most vampires believe.Of course Id never bought into the idea that we were evil or loathsome Id never accepted that we were bad Yes, I drank blood and I took life, and I caused suffering But I wrestled continuously with the obvious conditions of my existence, and the bloodlust of my nature, and my great will to survive I knew full well the evil inherent in humans and I had a simple explanation for it Evil comes quite simply from what we must do to survive The entire history of evil in this world is related to what human beings do to one another in order to survive.But believing that doesnt mean living it every minute Conscience is an unreliable entity, at times a stranger to us, then ruling the present moment in torment and pain.And wrestling with uneasy conscience, I wrestled as well with my passion for life, my lust for pleasure, for music, and beauty, and comfort and sensuality, and the inexplicable joys of artand the baffling majesty of loving another so much that all the world, it seemed, depended on that love.No, I didnt believe we were evil.But Id taken on the argot of self loathing Id joked about traveling the Devils Road, and striking like the hand of God Id used our contempt for ourselves to ease my conscience when I destroyed other blood drinkers Id used it when I chose cruelty for convenience when other paths had been open to me Id demeaned and insulted those who didnt know how to be happy Yes, I was determined to be happy And I fought furiously for ways to be happy.And I had settledwithout admitting itfor the old sacrosanct idea that we were inherently evil and had no place in the world, no right to exist.After all, it was Marius himself, the ancient Roman, who had told me we were evil, and that the rational world had no place for evil, that evil could never be effectively integrated into a world which had come to believe in the true value of being good And who was I to question the great Marius, or realize how lonely his existence was, and how dependent he was on keeping charge of the Core of vampiric life for those whom he so easily branded as evil Whatever my confusion on it, I played no role in a social revolution for blood drinkers No It was someone else who questioned the old assumptions about us with a childlike simplicity that changed our world.Benji Mahmoud, Born to Darkness at the age of twelve, a Bedouin by birth, was the blood drinker who transformed us all.Made by the powerful two thousand year old Marius, Benji had no use for ideas of inherent guilt, mandatory self hatred, and inevitable mental torment Philosophy meant nothing to him Survival was all And he had another visionthat the blood drinkers of the world could be a strong and enduring tribe of immortals, hunters of the night who respected one another and demanded respect in return And from that simple conviction in Benjis audacious appeal, my monarchy was eventually born.And it is only in an informal and carefree style that I can tell you how I eventually came to terms with being the monarch.The Vampire Chronicles continue with a riveting, rich saga part adventure, part suspense of Prince Lestat and the story of the Blood Communion as he tells the tale of his coming to rule the vampire world and the eternal struggle to find belonging, a place in the universe for the undead, and how, against his will, he must battle the menacing, seemingly unstoppable force determined to thwart his vision and destroy the entire vampire netherworld.In this spellbinding novel, Lestat, rebel outlaw, addresses the tribe of vampires, directly, intimately, passionately, and tells the mesmerizing story of the formation of the Blood Communion and how he became Prince of the vampire world, the true ruler of this vast realm, and how his vision for all the Children of the Universe to thrive as one, came to be The tale spills from Lestat s heart, as he speaks first of his new existence as reigning monarch and then of his fierce battle of wits and words with the mysterious Rhoshamandes, proud Child of the Millennia, reviled outcast for his senseless slaughter of the legendary ancient vampire Maharet, avowed enemy of Queen Akasha Rhoshamandes, a demon spirit who refuses to live in harmony at the Court of Prince Lestat and threatens all that Lestat has dreamt of As the tale unfolds, Lestat takes us from the towers and battlements of his ancestral castle in the snow covered mountains of France to the verdant wilds of lush Louisiana with its lingering fragrances of magnolias and night jasmine from the far reaches of the Pacific s untouched islands to the 18th century city of St Petersburg and the court of the Empress Catherine . Daily Offering of the Most Precious Blood Spiritual With a contrite and pure loving heart say MARY, Immaculate Mother Jesus, offer, we beseech thee, to Eternal Father, thy Divine Son, prevent at least one mortal sin from being committed somewhere in world this day night Blood Communion A Tale Prince Lestat Vampire Chronicles Anne Rice on FREE shipping qualifying offers The continue with riveting, rich saga part adventure, suspense story as he tells tale his coming rule vampire eternal struggle find belonging Eucharist Wikipedia Eucharist ju k r s t also called Holy or Lord Supper, among other names is Christian rite that considered sacrament most churches, an ordinance others According New Testament, was instituted by Jesus Christ during Last Supper giving disciples bread wine Passover meal, commanded followers Christian Biblical Views Observances Main become actual body blood Catholic term for Transubstantiation are unchanged elements, but presence faith made spiritually real through them used symbols, representing blood, remembrance The Cup Bread Communion We have than articles web siteThey will give reader good understanding cup I am sure be amazed see how much stand Transubstantiation Latin transsubstantiatio Greek metousiosis is, according teachings Roman Church, change substance essence which offered sacrifice Mass, become, reality, Church teaches CATHOLIC ENCYCLOPEDIA By meant reception Sacrament What importance supper Question What Answer study soul stirring experience because depth meaning it contains It age old celebration eve His death significant new fellowship meal observe HOLY COMMUNION THE BODY AND BLOOD OF LORD JESUS Part HOLY JESUS Mystery On before died, gathered Apostles upper room celebrate us inestimable gift Body Preparation Things O God Creator all, Thou poor, uniting created nature Thyself, while remaining free passion socialize loves interact her beloved fans, who she calls People Page, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram Follow latest news interaction Anne born raised Orleans, Louisiana She holds Master Arts Degree English Creative Writing San Francisco State University, well Bachelor Political Science Home Facebook If you re facing long lines polls, let me suggest two things paperback book read folding camp stool sitting You can get Walmart similar store AnneRiceAuthor Twitter Author Biography Watch videoWho Is hails gained notoriety writer erotica novels Her popular book, Interview IMDb began life Howard Allen Brien, second four daughters Katherine Brien decided call herself Anne, when Vampire Frances best selling American author gothic, supernatural, historical, erotica, later religious themed books Biography, Books, Facts Britannica Rice, known about vampires supernatural creatures notable works included Chronicles, largely feature Lestat, trilogy Mayfair witches wrote Christianity Learn work Fantastic Fiction gothic Best prevailing thematical focus love, death, immortality, existentialism, human condition Blood Communion: A Tale of Prince Lestat

 

    • Blood Communion: A Tale of Prince Lestat
    • 3.1
    • 257
    • Format Kindle
    • 1524732648
    • Anne Rice
    • Anglais
    • 16 November 2017

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