Dracula - Chapter 3

[Plynkes]

Just caught up with this episode.

So I guess you'll have read Episode 4 by about this time next year. 

[Gluteus Maximus]

Just caught up with this episode.

So I guess you'll have read Episode 4 by about this time next year. 

If I can re-arrange my busy schedule to allow the time 

For some reason, I read the first two then suddenly a year passed and I realised I had lost the plot in both definitions

Off to read ep 4 now 

[Plynkes]

I'm glad you brought my attention back to them. I had almost forgotten about it. Always worth looking at again.

[Malamute]

I'm glad you brought my attention back to them. I had almost forgotten about it. Always worth looking at again.

Thank you, I will do my very best to produce chapter 5 over the Christmas hols.

[flytime]

That would be great.

[Lt. Hazel]

Missed this one! Bloody marvellous Malamute!

[Helen]

Great story, thankyou Count M.

Never been to London so it will be interesting to see how this story pans out!

Dracula has, an always will be my favourite all time character. I think of him as Vlad Tepes!

Cheers,

Helen

[oldskoolrebel]

Hey Malamute,

Who makes the 'sleeping' dracula model?


Cheers
Andy

[Bugsda]

Thank you, I will do my very best to produce chapter 5 over the Christmas hols.

Yeah! Go for it Nick 

[Malamute]

Hey Malamute,

Who makes the 'sleeping' dracula model?


Cheers
Andy

Andy, He is a converted Figure. I used the standing Count from the other photos, cut off his arms and lower body and then sculpted new arms and clothes to make him look like he is lying down. The coffin is balsa wood with some Polyfilla earth to lie on.

The standing Count if not commerically available. I had him sculpted a few years ago. I have several spare castings if you want one. I also have the "young" Count. He has not yet been featured in the photo story.

[oldskoolrebel]

Andy, He is a converted Figure. I used the standing Count from the other photos, cut off his arms and lower body and then sculpted new arms and clothes to make him look like he is lying down. The coffin is balsa wood with some Polyfilla earth to lie on.

The standing Count if not commerically available. I had him sculpted a few years ago. I have several spare castings if you want one. I also have the "young" Count. He has not yet been featured in the photo story.

PMed

Cheers
Andy

[fokibo]

Johnathan Harkers Journal, May 7th 1897

The castle is on the very edge of a terrible precipice. A stone falling from a window would fall a thousand feet without touching anything!
 


The Count spoke. "Come, Tell me of the properties you have procured for me... I do so long to go through the crowded streets of your mighty London, to be in the midst of the whirl and rush of humanity - to share its life, its changes, its death..."



"You may go anywhere you wish in the castle, except where the doors are locked. There is reason that all things are as they are... We are in Transylvania; and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things"



"Should you leave these rooms, you will not by any chance go to sleep in any other part of the castle. It is old and has many memories, and there are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely."



In the moonlight opposite me were three young women, ladies by their dress and manner.I thought at the time that I must be dreaming when I saw them, for, though the moonlight was behind them, they threw no shadow on the floor. They came close to me and looked at me for some time.



They whispered together, then they all laughed -such a silvery, musical laugh. "Go on! You are first, and we shall follow; yours is the right to begin"



"He is young and strong; there are kisses for us all"



I lay quiet, looking out under my eyelashes in an agony of delightful anticipation. The fair girl advanced and bent over me until I could feel the movement of her breath upon me. I could feel the soft, shivering touch of her lips on my throat and the hard dents of two sharp teeth, just touching and pausing there.



But in that instant another sensation swept through me as quick as lightening. I was conscious of the presence of the Count. "How dare you touch him, any of you?... This man belongs to me...When I am done with him...You shall kiss him at your will."



My feelings changed to repulsion and terror when I saw the Count begin to crawl down the castle wall face down, with his cloak spreading out around him like great wings.



15th June. I hear below the sound of many tramping feet and the crash of weights being set down. The Count has a lowly group of gypsies
enslaved to him. Day and night they toil, filling boxes with decrepit earth from the bowls of the castle. Earth? Why do they fill these boxes with earth?



There in one of the great boxes, of which there were fifty in all, on a pile of newly dug earth lay the Count!



This was the being I was helping to transfer to London. Where - perhaps for centuries to come - he might amoungst its teeming millions satiate his lust for blood, and create a new and widening circle of semi-demons to batten on the helpless.



I shall not remain alone with these awful women; I shall try to scale the castle wall farther than I have yet attempted. I may find a way from this dreadful place. Away from this cursed land where the Devil and his children still walk with earthly feet.



Next week.... The Count arrives in England.

I love this, I assuming it is based on the Dracula version with Gary Oldman?    Fantastic paint job & shading.

[thebinmann]

Evey time I see that castle... wow! Make sure it never falls of "the very edge of a terrible precipice"

[Michi]

Thrilling and most entertaining! Thank you so much!!!

[C. A. Rotwang]

It looks very good!  Great job!