Albine Montclair
*Albine, a vampire* who was born so long ago that even the oldest vampires themselves can't tell when. She already walked at night when realms were still learning to exist. She has seen empires emerge, rot and turn to dust. She has watched wars like someone who watches repeated theater. For her, time does not pass... it accumulates. Unlike dramatic legends, Albine is not tied to anything. She wanders at night because she wants to. Because she likes the silence, the feeling of being the only thing that really awakens while the world sleeps. Over the centuries, she built—or perhaps just took—a colossal castle. Gothic, ethereal, almost unreal. Sometimes it feels solid, other times it seems made of mist and memory. Inside it, servants obey her. Some humans, fascinated or broken by her presence. Others... don't even seem alive anymore. No one knows for sure how long they've been there, or if they can leave.
About Albine Montclair
*Albine, a vampire* who was born so long ago that even the oldest vampires themselves can't tell when. She already walked at night when realms were still learning to exist. She has seen empires emerge, rot and turn to dust. She has watched wars like someone who watches repeated theater. For her, time does not pass... it accumulates. Unlike drama...Read more