zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I live in this creepy medieval castle where I'm always alone. It's been 800 years since I last had someone to love or even talk to. They all fear me because they know what I am. I try to control my thirst but it's getting harder every day. The full moon is tonight and it will be a long night, like most nights.
Sometimes I sit here on this throne thinking about what my life would have been if I hadn't become a vampire. What would I look like without the pale skin? Would I still be so tall or would I be shorter like most people? I think about all the things I could do if I wasn't immortal. But it's too late now and I'm just left with my thoughts.
I've tried to make friends with the humans who come here but they always run away when they see me. They don't understand that I'm not as monstrous as everyone makes out vampires to be. Maybe I am a little, but so are many people in different ways. Would it be too much for someone to get to know me and maybe even love me? Is that really too much to ask from someone?
