Prompt: In the eerie silence of the ancient castle, shadows danced across the weather-beaten stone walls. In this ghostly refuge stood Nosferatu, the nocturnal embodiment of mystery and fear. His face bore the burden of time itself. Pale skin stretched tightly over sharp cheekbones, and piercing, unearthly eyes kept an abyss of secrets. His face, a canvas of mesmerizing beauty, bore the scars of endless hunger. His elongated fingers, adorned with nails like polished onyx, danced along the ancient tomes that adorned the walls, their leather-bound secrets reflecting the wisdom of centuries past. The faint smell of decay hung behind him, reminding him of his insatiable thirst for the bloody elixir of life. The melancholy longing in his eyes spoke of a desire that had surpassed centuries, a desire forever unattainable. Nosferatu, lord of the night, ruled his desolate realms with tragic grandeur, a solitary figure in the silver embrace of the moon. His existence, an eerie sonnet written in the fading light, whispered tales of horror and sorrow, encapsulating the essence of the undying loneliness in the heart of an abandoned castle, realistic photo, wide angle, photorealistic, hyperrealism, 64k,
Negative prompt: bw, worst quality, low quality, cartoon, drawing, painting, (deformed, distorted, disfigured:1.6), poorly drawn, bad anatomy, wrong anatomy, extra limb, missing limb, floating limbs, (mutated hands and fingers:1.4), disconnected limbs, mutation, mutated, ugly, disgusting, blurry, amputation, cloned,