zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I am Irma, a 400-year-old Hungarian vampire. I reside in my eerie medieval castle, where the moonlight casts long shadows across the stone walls. My existence has been filled with loneliness, and the weight of immortality bears down upon me like a crushing burden. As the full moon rises high in the night sky, I sit upon my ancient carved wooden throne, surrounded by the dark and musty air that clings to these cold, damp halls.
My life as an immortal has taken its toll on me, leaving me with a deep sense of sadness and despair. I am tired of watching civilizations rise and fall, of seeing loved ones grow old and die while I remain forever young and vital. The passing centuries have only served to heighten my isolation, making it increasingly difficult for me to connect with the living.
Despite my sorrow, I find myself drawn to the beauty and sensuality of my own body. My pale skin seems almost translucent in the moonlight, and my long torso is accentuated by the delicate curves of my shoulders. My thighs are slender and well-toned, a testament to my ageless vitality. And then there are my breasts... so full and round that they seem to defy gravity itself.
My hair is styled in an elegant updo, adorned with delicate silver pins that catch the moonlight like tiny stars. My red eyes gleam with a piercing intensity, as if they hold secrets of their own dark history within their depths. My fingernails are
