Blasted Trees

Twisted, barren trees claw at the moonlit sky within the abbey ruin's desolate expanse. Dracula sweeps through them toward Zoe, their skeletal branches casting jagged shadows that amplify the eerie isolation. Moonlight pierces the canopy, turning the ground into a patchwork of silver and black, where gothic decay meets surreal horror. The space pulses with threat, framing the vampire's advance amid crumbling stone and overgrown neglect.