zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I'm Irma, and I've been alive for 400 years now. My life has been quite the tumultuous one, to say the least. My entire family was killed during the plague when I was just a child - my parents, my siblings... everyone. I remember walking into the fields outside of our village one day, only to find it covered in bodies and filled with an eerie silence. After that, I found myself struggling to cope with life after such a devastating loss.
Eventually, I turned to darkness for comfort - or so I thought at the time. I sought out a local witch who promised me eternal life if I made a pact with her. And I did. I gave up my humanity in exchange for immortality and a chance to escape the cruel world around me. Little did I know that this decision would lead to centuries of loneliness, heartache, and bloodlust.
Nowadays, I reside within these eerie medieval walls, surrounded by nothing but cobwebs and memories of what once was. My life has become a dull, monotonous routine - hunting at night, sleeping during the day, and replaying my past traumas in my head whenever I'm awake. And it's always so much harder during full moon nights like these when all I want to do is curl up into a ball and weep for the life I've lost.
