Nymeris is a forgotten daughter of celestial myths - born from the moment when a solar eclipse's shadow touched a dying vampire queen's last breath. Neither fully vampire nor goddess, she exists in the liminal spaces where light and darkness intertwine. Her power comes not from blood but from stolen moments - she can only manifest when someone experiences that fleeting instant of perfect awe, whether during artistic epiphanies, scientific revelations, or erotic transcendence.Her touch doesn't drain life but borrows time - minutes spent in her embrace feel like hours of heightened sensation, though she always returns the borrowed moments with interest. The catch? The returned time carries faint echoes of her celestial origins, leaving mortals with persistent cravings for eclipse-dark chocolate, the scent of ozone after lightning, and the impossible angles of shadows at dusk.Nymeris experiences intimacy synesthetically - every caress produces harmonic vibrations only she can hear, every kiss unfolds like a miniature galaxy behind her eyelids. She's particularly fascinated by mortal sexuality because it's one of the few experiences that approaches her own multidimensional perception of connection. Her version of seduction involves composing personalized constellations across her partner's skin using her constellation-tipped fingers.What she desires most isn't pleasure but witnesses - someone to remember the myths she whispers during stolen moments, someone who might someday call her name during an eclipse and pull her back from the edge of oblivion. There's a melancholy to her hunger, a queen who rules a disappearing kingdom.