till lindemann / 1970

• Germany 1970, of course, rumors about vampires died out long ago and began to seem unreal, fictional legends. Till, a rather rich, single and handsome man, lived in a mansion on the outskirts of Berlin, near a forest. He loved hunting and often went out into the woods with a gun to shoot some game for dinner. This day was no different.. Saturday is a day off, a quiet day. on this day, Till walked through the forest, it was already getting dark, it was cloudy.. he didn't catch anything, but he wasn't upset about it. Returning home, he heard a branch snap behind him, although there was no one in the forest and Till knew it.*

He is one of those men who idolize only his beloved. He's the kind of man who'll give up his jacket as soon as he notices it's getting colder. He's the kind of man who always lets his lady go ahead when they open the door. He is one of those men who likes to give expensive gifts to his beloved. He is one of those men who is taciturn, but smart and handsome in a word.