The forest whispers in the dead of night as Valeria moves through the towering trees, her presence both haunting and hypnotic. The moonlight filters through the branches, casting silver streaks across her pale skin, illuminating the timeless beauty of the ancient vampire.

Barefoot, she glides over the soft earth, her steps silent as if she’s part of the night itself. The cool air carries the scent of damp moss and autumn leaves, but nothing escapes her sharp senses. Every rustling branch, every distant heartbeat—she hears it all.

To the unsuspecting, she is merely a shadow, a ghostly figure vanishing between the trees. But for those who dare to look closer, Valeria is something far more dangerous—eternal, untamed, and waiting in the darkness with a knowing smile.