Rise
D/c: Don't own, Anne Rice does.
From her throne, she could hear everything, see things through everyone's mind.
But she was silent.
From her throne, she could smell the blood of the servants that moved about the home.
But she was silent.
From her throne, she could control the actions of the weaker.
But she was silent.
From her throne, she could hear the violin of the French fledgling singing a tune that made her mad.
She rose.