The Vampire Chronicles: Gabrielle de Lioncourt
She seemed dimly fascinated by all of this, but it didn’t really matter to her. What mattered to her was what lay before her now. And when her death was finished, she was unstoppable. There was no wall that she could not climb, no door she wouldn’t enter, no rooftop terrain too steep. It was as if she did not believe that she would live forever; rather she thought she had been granted this one night of supernatural vitality and all things must be known and accomplished before death would come for her at dawn.
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I’m curious about how Gabrielle seems to go back and forth between being your lover and your mother. How does that play out in everyday life? It was must get kinda awkward sometimes.
Ah, and here we are. I just knew this would come up eventually.
What you must understand is, as a vampire your relationships to others are not so clean-cut as they might have once been as a mortal. There are nuances and subtleties that exist beyond the human scope. You stop seeing things as being taboo or immoral. You simply love a being for what they have to offer you.
Yes, Gabrielle is my biological mother, but when I turned her she became something else to me as well. She was less of a caregiver and more of a companion. I can see how you might misconstrue our relationship as potentially awkward if you are thinking of us as a mortal mother and son. Yes, that would indeed be strange. But that is not the case let me assure you.
And no part of our relationship affects me day-to-day. This is mostly because I see her only every several decades.
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