Crumbling gothic cathedral under a blood- red moon. Gargoyles leer from blackened spires, their stone eyes gleaming. Twisted iron gates hang open, revealing overgrown graves. Tattered banners flutter in an icy wind. A pale vampire lord stands on worn cathedral steps. His raven- black hair frames a face of timeless beauty and cruelty. Piercing crimson eyes gaze directly ahead. Sharp fangs gleam in a predatory smile. Elegant fingers, tipped with razor- sharp nails, clasp an ancient tome bound in human skin. His midnight cloak billows dramatically. Behind him, shadows writhe unnaturally. Ghostly whispers echo in the distance. Skeletal trees claw at the crimson sky
-
1
2
Safe
Private
