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A silence fell between us。
I thought for a long while； rather than plunge into my words。
Sybelle had stopped her playing； and I knew that she was concerned for me and needed me； I could feel it； feel the strong thrust of her vampire soul。 I would have to go to her and soon。
But I took my time to say a few more words：
〃You should have trusted them； Master； you should have let them have their chance。 Whatever you thought of the world； you should have let them have their time with it。 It was their world and their time。〃
He shook his head as though he was disappointed in me； and a little weary； and as he had resolved all these matters long ago in his mind； perhaps before I had even appeared last night； he seemed willing to let it all go。
〃Armand； you are my child forever；〃 he said with great dignity。 〃All that is magical and divine in me is bounded by the human and always was。〃
〃You should have let them have their hour。 No love of me should have written their death warrant； or their admission to our strange and inexplicable world。 We may be no worse than humans in your estimation； but you could have kept your counsel。 You could have let them alone。〃
It was enough。
Besides； David had appeared。 He had a copy already of the transcript we'd labored on； but this was not his concern。 He approached us slowly； announcing his presence obviously to give us the chance to bee silent； which we did。
I turned to him； unable to restrain myself。 〃Did you know this was to happen？ Did you know when it did？〃
〃No； I did not；〃 he said solemnly。
〃Thank you；〃 I said。
〃They need you； your young ones；〃 David said。 〃Marius may be the Maker but they are utterly yours。〃
〃I know；〃 I said。 〃I'm going。 I'll do what I'm bound to do。〃
Marius put his hand out and touched my shoulder。 I realized suddenly that he was truly on the verge of losing his self…control。
When he spoke his voice was tremulous and lustrous with feeling。
He hated the storm inside himself and he was overe by my sorrow。 I knew this plainly enough。 It gave me no satisfaction at all。
〃You despise me now； and perhaps you're right。 I knew you would weep； but in a very profound way； I misjudged you。 I didn't realize something about you。 Perhaps I never have。〃
〃What's that； Master；〃 I said with acidic drama。
〃You loved them selflessly；〃 he whispered。 〃For all their strange faults； and wild evil； they were not promised for you。 You loved them perhaps more respectfully than I。。。 than I ever loved you。〃
He seemed so amazed。
I could only nod。 I wasn't so sure he was right。 My need for them had never been tested； but I didn't want to tell him so。
〃Armand；〃 he said。 〃You know you can stay here as long as you like。〃
〃Good； because I just might；〃 I said。 〃They love it； and I'm weary。 So thank you very much for that。〃
〃But one thing more；〃 he went on； 〃and I mean this with all my heart。〃
〃What is it； Master？〃 I said。
David stood by； and I was happy for that； for it seemed to act as a certain curb upon my tears。
〃I honestly don't know the answer to this； and I ask you in humility；〃 Marius said。 〃When you saw the Veil； what was it you really saw？ Oh； I don't mean was it Christ； or was it God； or was it a miracle。 What I mean is this。 There was the face of a being； drenched in blood； who had given birth to a religion guilty of more wars and more cruelty than any creed the world has ever known。 Don't be angry with me； please； just explain to me。 What was it you saw？ Was it only a magnificent reminder of the ikons you once painted？ Or was it truly something drenched in love and not in blood？ Tell me。 If it was love and not blood； I would honestly like to know。〃
〃You ask an old and simple question；〃 I said； 〃and from where I stand you don't really know a thing。 You wonder how He could have been my Lord； given this world as you describe it； and knowing what you know of the Gospels and the Testaments printed in His name。 You wonder how I could have believed all that because you don't believe it； isn't that so？〃
He nodded。 〃Yes； I do wonder。 Because I know you。 And I know that faith is something which you simply do not have。〃
I was startled。 But instantly I knew he was right。
I smiled。 I felt a sort of tragic thrilling happiness suddenly。
〃Well； I see what you mean；〃 I said。 〃And I'll tell you my answer。 I saw Christ。 A kind of bloody light。 A personality； a human； a presence that I felt I knew。 And He wasn't the Lord God Father Almighty and He wasn't the maker of the universe and the whole world。 And He wasn't the Savior or the Redeemer for sins inscribed on my soul before I was born。 He wasn't the Second Person of the Holy Trinity； and He wasn't the Theologian expounding from the Holy Mount。 He wasn't those things for me。 Maybe for others； but not forme。〃
〃But who was He； then； Armand？〃 David asked。 〃I have your story； full of marvels and suffering； yet I don't know。 What was the concept of the Lord when you spoke the word？〃
〃Lord；〃 I repeated it。 〃It doesn't mean what you think。 It's spoken with too much intimacy and too much warmth。 It's like a secret and sacred name。 Lord。〃 I paused； and then continued：
〃He is the Lord； yes； but only because He is the symbol of something infinitely more accessible； something infinitely more meaningful than a ruler or king or lord can ever be。〃
Again； I hesitated； wanting to find the right words since they were so sincere。
〃He was 。 。 。 my brother〃 I said。 〃Yes。 That is what He was； my brother； and the symbol of all brothers； and that is why He was the Lord； and that is why His core is simply love。 You scorn it。 You look askance at what I say。 But you don't grasp the plexity of what He was。 It's easy to feel； perhaps； but not so easy to really see。 He was another man like me。 And maybe for many of us； millions upon millions； that's all He's ever been！ We're all somebody's sons and daughters and He was somebody's son。 He was human； whether He was God or not； and He was suffering and He was doing it for things He thought were purely and universally good。 And that meant that His blood might as well have been my blood too。 Why； it had to be。 And maybe that is the very source of His magnificance for thinkers such as me。 You said I had no faith。 I don't。 Not in titles or in legends or in hierarchies made by other beings like ourselves。 He didn't make a hierarchy； not really。 He was the very thing。 I saw in Him magnificence for simple reasons。 There was flesh and blood to what He was！ And it could be bread and wine to feed the whole Earth。 You don't get it。 You can't。 Too many lies about Him swim in your ken。 I saw Him before I heard so much about Him。 I saw Him when I looked at the ikons in my house； and when I painted Him long before I even knew all His names。 I can't get Him out of my head。 I never have。 I never will。〃
I had no more to say。
They were very amazed but not particularly respecting； pondering the words in all the wrong ways； perhaps； I couldn't absolutely know。 It didn't matter what they felt anywa