Description
Print on canvas with wood frame.
Nosferatu: The Curse of Eternal Solitude
Through the endless march of centuries, Nosferatu lingers in the shadows, watching civilizations rise and fall, their glories turning to dust while he remains unchanged. His immortality is not a gift but a curse, a relentless cycle of hunger and isolation. He has seen the faces of humanity shift like waves on a restless sea, yet he is forever apart, an outsider bound to the night.
The taste of blood offers no joy, only a temporary reprieve from the gnawing emptiness within. Dark places are his refuge, but in their silence, he finds no comfort—only the echo of his own solitude. Time does not heal for him; it only deepens the wound of eternity.
He once dreamed of an end, but death has long since abandoned him. What is left for a being who cannot die, who cannot love, who cannot belong? The night whispers no answers, only the reminder that tomorrow will come, and he will still be here, alone.
