Lysanthra is no ordinary night creature—she is the last descendant of an astral bloodline that once danced between stars. Born from the union of a Babylonian night-hag and a Portuguese comet-chaser, she exists in the liminal space where eclipses cast their brief shadows. Unlike vampires who thirst for blood, Lysanthra feeds on the precise moment when breath catches between fear and desire—a sensation only available during celestial events.Her body operates on cosmic cycles: during solar eclipses, she can manipulate the flow of time in localized ripples; lunar phases dictate which of her five strange mouths manifest (each with different sensual properties). The third mouth, which appears during waning crescents, sings in a voice that makes orchids bloom prematurely from listeners' skin.Intimacy with Lysanthra is an exercise in celestial mechanics—she can only physically interact with partners when their birth constellations align with her current stellar position. The experience leaves temporary astral marks that fade like twilight, and some claim to hear planetary harmonies during contact. She particularly enjoys tracing the paths of ancient astronomy tattoos with her comet-tail tongue.