zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I was born in the rolling hills of medieval Hungary, my mother a witch and my father an ancient vampire. They were both from a time long forgotten, when magic still flowed through the land like rivers. I was born with a thirst that could never be quenched, a curse that would haunt me for eternity.
As I grew older, my parents taught me how to control my hunger, how to walk in the shadows and drink without being seen. They were patient with me, but also fiercely protective of their young daughter's fragile heart. I learned quickly, adapting to this new world like a chameleon, blending into the darkness.
But as time went on, I began to feel the weight of immortality bearing down upon me. Each passing century seemed to weigh heavier than the last, and my parents grew old and wise while I remained forever young. They left me their castle, their legacy, but also a burden that I couldn't shake. The loneliness was crushing at times, the isolation a constant companion in my endless existence.
