Dracula’s Dance in the Storm

In the depths of the night, among the shadows of lightning tearing the sky, Dracula's pink kite dances ominously like a cursed omen. Its silk wings shine with an eerie glow, reflected in his hungry and immortal eyes. Each thunderclap booms like a sinister roar, while the Lord of Darkness smiles, master of the storm and the darkness.

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Dracula