This is so peaceful and relaxing. Now, imagine you have been trapped in Dracula's castle by the Count himself and you're desperately searching for a way to escape when you wind up in the haunted ballroom. You hear the soft melodies floating out of nowhere and that, combined with the soft sounds of rain and thunder and the soft purple light moving slowly around the room seems to have a calming effect that washes over you. As you're looking around the room, you hear a voice behind you- "lovely isn't it? Would you please honor me with a dance?" You turn around and see Dracula, suddenly looking much younger and extremely handsome holding his hand out for yours...
*sighs in disappointment that I’m the type of person to write stories in the comment section* She couldn’t help but look around the room. Something so grandiose and elegant was bound to capture the attention of her type, the curious, the oppressed creatives, the historians. “I see you found the ballroom, Miss Lenore.” She heard the stern voice behind her. “It’s beautiful… imagine dancing here, or designing it, or building the floor… or, maybe the one weaving such an intricate carpet, or carving all the tiny details in the fireplace…” He tried his best not to smile at her rambling on about various aspects of the room. Who wonders about such varied lives of those who lived in the past? He never met a tenant so inquisitive before. “What would your opinion be, if I were to tell you this place is rumored to be haunted?” He said, curious if her flame would be blown out by fear, like the many tenants he had seen before. “Haunted?” She whispered under her breath, but instead of a face of shock or worry, a smile appeared on her face. “By whom? Nobles? The mistreated artisans? Maybe lovers who once danced for one night, only to never meet again, dancing for an eternity!” He was admittedly taken aback by how happy she seemed at the prospect of ghosts. As if it simply encouraged her to stay more than anything. “Tell me something, Miss Lenore… do you know how to dance?” He reached out his arm, and gave a small bow. “M-me? No, actually… nobody’s ever wanted to dance with me.” She fidgeted with her hair. “Nonsense. A lady of such beauty, intelligent and culture should’ve lost count many years ago…” He said, beginning to drop his stern and serious persona. “Nobody likes my mind, I’m cultured in the wrong places, and my looks aren’t something to fawn over.” She said without a hint of sadness or pity for herself. She stated them as if they were obvious fact, when in reality… “Don’t be ridiculous, you’re mind is to be adored, your cultured in a most intriguing way, and your looks… if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were something supernatural.” She seemed confused, not used to receiving compliments, and the Count was the absolute last person she would guess to be the compliment type. “Supernatural?” “Why, yes. You obviously must be a succubus, or… a vampire, perhaps?” “Perfectly human, I’m afraid. And not nearly the woman you claim I am.” “I don’t like lies, Lenore. Whoever told you these things was either the best liar or the blindest imbecile. Now then-” He grabbed her hand. “Would you like me to teach you how to dance?”
"I find myself once again within my lair, with only memories of the past to keep me company. I'd go outside to see what's new, but why bother when it's always rainy? Mayhaps someday, I'll see a day that is fair..."
Slowly, his eyes draw upwards to meet those of his lover. She leant over the piano, running her pointer finger over a bit of dust, and smiles. “Quit hovering, my dear. Whatever is the matter?” Asked Dracula, one of his bushy eyebrows now raised. “Oh, nothing. I was just a bit disappointed about you not attending the family dinner.” Amira sighs, walking closer to him. The whole time as she strides closer, Dracula kept his cold fingers playing the correct notes, “You said you’d come, Drac. Why must you always say things and then not act on them?” He looks away from her, “I don’t wish to discuss this with you, Amria.” “That’s ridiculous!” The piano continues playing, as Dracula stands from the auburn colored stool, and stands firm in front of his wife. “I did not come because I knew that if I saw you in this dress, looking at other men, I wouldn’t be able to help myself. I’d become feral again, my love,” he takes her hand in his, giving it a slight peck, “and I don’t want to ruin that dress.” Amira’s breath trembles being so close to him, and it felt like the first time they’d met. “So ruin it.” Her tone had a slight taunt to it, almost like she was daring him. Dracula was shocked, but soon gave into what he had been holding in all night.
Me: "Woe cool Dracula! How do you get the fire place fire and all the candles purple?" Dracula: "I infused them with the souls of the damned!" Me: "...." Dracula: "What? ... What did you expect? I'm a monster."
it's 1457, everyone was there to celebrate Draculas first masquerade ball. you on the other hand would rather be home finishing up tending to the crops as the days began to get colder. everyone looked mysterious it was loud yet the piano hit each key with such force, feeling like there was more than met the eye. whispers ran with small laughters, you stood on the side watching everyone as the thunder roam behind you. "has a little mouse lost their way?" someone spoke as they gently pressed themselves behind you slowly turning around to face you. you jumped and watched the male, as he moved with such small steps looking like he just glided. "no I don't like balls that's all, the days are turning cold. I rather tend to the crops back home." you said truthfully as you stepped away from the man. you couldn't see who it was but was tall and slim, yet their eyes glow red. "then shall I try to entertain you, for one moment?" He said as he rose his hand and bow as he took your hand and gently kissed it before guiding you to the middle of the dance floor. you were taken by surprised but let him. What else could you do right? "it's the prince!?, who are they?" whispers began to become louder as you heard everything, you look up and realized who it was that took you, your eyes become wider as well as your heart. "fair not child, the night has only just begun." that night, as the sun rose. you slowly get up and look down at everyone who were down covered in blood, it was like a feast made by monsters yet you were alive and well. you felt the same pressure in your shoulder as you looked up at the man who you once danced with. "it looks like a finally caught you my little mouse.",
Oh this could make a perfect tie in to the comment I left under Dracula garden. The scene I could create with this between Dracula and Anastasia. Brain overload ❤. Before the garden scene: Dracula paced back and forth at the foot of the stairs. His butler, a gentle old man still in his prime, watched him counting his steps. "What is taking her so long, I'm a patient man Gentry, but this this is too much." "Sire if i may say something. " "Speak Gentry you have my permission. " "Sire, I love you like a son so that is the manner I am going to to talk to you in. Dracula, I sense you have feelings for this beautiful woman. I have never seen you act like this and I am happy for you. But just give her a few more minutes you cannot rush a woman. It will only cause conflict. After all this is her first ball." Dracula stopped pacing the floor and took the man's words to heart. He remembered he took her from everything she knew. And brought her to a place that seems like the darkest corner of the earth. But he also saved her from torture she was about to endure. That memory still angers him to this day. The way they first met. "I guess a true gentleman is patient for the woman he has feelings for. Gentry I just don't know how to tell her, but what if she's not the one. " "You will be able to know Sire. " "Thank you Gentry." Just then Anastasia makes her presence known at the top of the stairs. Both Dracula and Gentry turn to look at her. Gentry puts a hand on Dracula shoulders to hold him in place as she walks down the stairs so elegantly. Her hair in a lose braid, a small red tiara sitting in her hair so perfectly, and his mother's jewelry. A gift to Anastasia to accompany the red flowy gown she wore. Red was Dracula's mother's favorite color and it looked good on her. Dracula held out his hand for it to be met with Anastasia's hand. He bent down and kissed it only to have her blush. "Drac, my first kiss from you, how touching. " "And hopefully not the last one i give you." Anastasia blushed even more at the thought as he took her into his arms and held her in position ready for their first waltz. Dracula cued the servants to begin with their composition. As the keys began on the piano they took their first steps together in this playful dance. The melody of the music felt just right. Dracula could not take his eyes off her nor could she he. They danced in the empty ballroom, yet it wasn't empty. Almost every servant from the castle stood there circling it. Her fan hung on her wrist as he spun her out to pull her back just as quick. Anastasia heart raced in a way she has never felt before as Dracula repeated the step again. She was feeling something that she thought was going to stay buried and never resurface. Her mind was drifting around on one thought. Is she falling in love, is she allowing herself to fall in love. Dracula picked up on her breathing and could feel her heart beating faster. So he decided to dip her and see how she would respond. When Anastasia came back up she gasp and put a hand on Dracula's chest. Her breathing was faster as she pushed herself away and ran. Dracula stood there in disbelief. He looked over at Gentry who nodded for him to go after her. Dracula found her in the dining room holding onto one of the empire chairs catching her breath. Dracula walked up to her brushed at her hair. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to take off." "Anastasia I..." "Drac you did nothing wrong it's me. I just needed some air." Dracula wanted to tell her how he felt right then and there, but he couldn't bring himself to. Instead he pulled her from the chair and motioned her to another one. "Come sit let's dine after working up our appetites." Anastasia agreed and walked over to the chair on the side of the dining table. Dracula pulled out her chair before she sat down and placed her fan on the table. Dracula sat in the chair at the head of the table and motioned for the servants to bring the food. Anastasia let out a sigh of relief and smiled as the food was brought to the table. To be continued into the garden ambience.
@JhadeSagrav I have written a small scene in the garden one. My brain dances with ideas that can tie both scenes together. The story I created Anastasia met Dracula in a vulnerable position no woman would want to meet a gentleman. He takes her back to his castle in another country and shows her the life of a true gentleman. He eventually indulges to her who he truly is and it makes her more in love with him. It has a happy ending, but some details RUclips might not allow.
@@lacyhay9022 Heh! The imagination can fill in the other bits. Just finished reading this one. You're going to have to make a third one now for how they first met!! @ElementalSoundworks has FOUR Dracula videos. Get to it! 😄 OH I LIE!!! THERE'S A FIFTH ONE. LITERALLY PREMIERING RIGHT NOW, HOORAY!!1
Okay this is hands down so gorgeous and beautiful to listen to that I'm already imagine myself in a ballroom filled with other vampires and my dark vampiric princes in my arms. I love it!
If you are READING this message I WISH you to Recieve whatever it is that you long for, and everything you need. I wish you much love, luck & success in all you do. 🙏🏻❤️
I wish for a new liver to be installed. But it’s not going to happen. I’ll die soon, and you’ll keep making unrealistically positive comments on RUclips to feel better about yourself. I can’t stand people that live in a world full of butterflies, rainbows, and happy joy-joy feelings.
This evening grand masquerade ball was to be a spectacular , held by the count Dracula himself all within the vampire kingdom was to attend. , thunder dart throughout the black midnight sky lightening answers it's call. The honoured guests upon entering the grand gates dressed in their finest approaching the castle , the count was waiting the arrival of one young lady one might say the pure innocence captured him so.... Time stood still he stood there he kept that one little hope her arrival would surly be soon , once inside the castle to the ballroom , with a flick of his hand the orchestra begin to play such beautiful music no other sound quite like it. Elsewhere only human young lady was labelled an outsider considered not to begin in the world of the damned , suddenly out of nowhere a presence surrounds her transporting her to in a ballroom gentle candle lights flicker deep blood red and orange. All eyes fell upon the human young lady whispers spread through like wildfire , she looks in a mirror wearing most gorgeous gown none has seen... Red and white fitted her perfectly with a tiara to match wearing a mask covering half her face. An gentle smile appears on her lips gracefully walking down envy of all around sneering looking down at her. " You're arrival my darling is impeccable you look stunning my dear " " I'm a nobody " "" My Queen you are the love of my life... my bride... my only one truly belongs within these castle walls" " No! No" I don't believe a word which you spoken " " My darling it is" " I'm not of this world" " Look around you my dear all in attendance... you are their greatest threat in my kingdom. " Offering her his hand for the next dance is about to start , Count Dracula unsure to accept or not young lady places her hand in his gently squeezes her hand to ease her nervousness within her beating heart. Escorting her to centre of the ballroom snaking his arm around her small waist pulling her closer against him requesting a song that connects them both together , their unknown past of memories lost for her in dance deep in the depth of young lady's heart lights up with a burning fire coming alive.... Completely forgetting those watching as the crowd fades into nowhere it is now the count and her drifting off , he could hear her beating heart calling out silence words. As two of them come together as one whole continues to dance with young lady Count wanted her by his side that he shall get. Inside he was torn in different directions he was damned for all entirety nothing or no one could change that. Vampires are not meant to be loved or fall in love! He couldn't deny it a second longer , his once cold self whom felt nothing was now in love , not with just any being a human young lady wasn't of this world , nor he was apart of mortal world. How did their worlds clash together one may ask all in good time or is it to remain unknown a gentle soft voice calls out to him. " Count Dracula" " Yes my precious girl " " Thank you for this evening it has been most memorial I shall treasure it " " Come here my darling " She steps forward walking towards him her heart racing he wraps an arm around her wait once more their bodies close his cold lips press against her own kissing her gently savouring this moment before he skims his mouth against her warm flesh claiming her biting her neck.... " My darling you and I shall meet again it has been delightful have you here precious girl " " Is that so ? " " Of course " He kisses her again one last time this evening before parting ways.
I've been so looking forward to this. The setting is stunningly beautiful, and the lovely purple is so vibrant. Your gorgeous music, combined with the rain and thunder, transports me right into that beautiful, haunted ballroom, and I just love the ghostly appearances, a wonderful effect !! Also, the fireplace is amazing. I love this atmosphere so much. Thank you so much for your time and hard work in creating your awesome masterpieces.❤❤❤
This is hauntingly lovely and I love ghostly things. I like seeing anything Christmas or Halloween related off season and hope this can be reposted in October.
Reading the book to this playlist is genuinly brilliant. I read the first couple chapters of jonathan as a guest in the castle to the "draculas castle one and man it felt so spot on to the content of the book. Bravo and thanks for inspiring and sharing
My Friend! You know I wouldn't miss your Premiere. Always curious to see what new tracks you have in store for everyone! And you never Disappoint! Beautiful work as always buddy! 👍
Just love it!!! The couple dancing is indeed great, like you could spend so many hours in the dancing hall with your sweetheart., and listening to the music. Thank you!!!
As I listen, there is a low roll of thunder in the air. Before me stands a beautiful woman with raven-black hair. I stare transfixed into her eyes, her face. Without a word, I step forward to meet her embrace. We dance as if on air. Her countenance is beyond faire. Her's is a lover's kiss -- one of possessiveness and of eternal life. The night has presented me with a preternatural wife. This music is superb. Many thanks. -- W
great work! I'm going to share it on FB (i already liked) and suggest it to anyone seeing the post. the unnerving gentleness of some of these toons is amazing. plus they sometimes have a waltz like sound to them. keep up the great work!
Aaaahhhh it’s here!! And with some of my fav songs from you! Thank you for putting this together. It’s breathtaking, and now I feel like waltzing with the ghosts 💜
I walk down the stairs, the clacking of my heels the only sound. There at the bottom he waits. A suit of black and gold, a cape of the purest red. Slicked back hair as dark as the feathers of a raven, and a mask covering half of his face. He holds out a gloved hand to me, and I take it in my own. My sleeveless mermaid dress and opera gloves are the color of wine, a perfect contrast to him. We make our way to the ballroom, strolling in a fine pair. As we arrive, the orchestra that has no musicians begins to play. We start our waltz, practiced and perfected. Gliding across the floor, all the danger and beauty surrounding us.
I imagine when listening to this. It's hauntingly beautiful and alegant-1st song, your the main character a younge female who's eyes are tightly shut squeezing them hard trying to push them open, as if waking up dazed and confused. Your vision is blurry but feel a wave of warmth across your face, a glow shines behind your eye lids. As you open your eyes, adjusting to the light you see clearly a fire place, rounded with dark stone with crackling wood spitting. An identical chair across from you a small table inbetween, looking around you see paintings on the wall, as panic starts to rush in on where you are and what happend. You feel weak, no energy as if you haven't eatin in days. Through the panic a gently yet haunting piano plays, each note drawing you in hearing from behind you feeling dazed. U sit there paralysed almost scared, there's a force, a fear of some sort keeping you from being able to move. You try to stretch your sight as far as you can of your surroundings but fail. Losing your will you fall under this relaxing state stareing dazed at the fire with each crack watching the flames dance falling asleep agian. Second song- Hours pass by, the sound of rain, and the rolling of thunder wakes you, to a room cold and dark lit by the moons glow from the one window to the right The fire now dim ambers, the room basked with shadows, you bring yourself the strength to stand, wobbly catching yourself on anything sturdy making your way to the window. Nothing but blackness vague shadows of tall trees. You turn your eyes adjusted to the dark, a dark blue lit room comes to view. A study? Spotting a grand piano in the corner with a candle burnt down to its hilt. Slowly clutching any passing hard objects a door is found with a warm glow of light shinning from the gap underneath, a hard sturdy door with cold barrings, opening the door, to a brightly lit red carpeted corridor paintings lining the walls from one end to the other. Candles flickering in golden sconces Step by step each with less strength, straining of breath weak and exhausted you beging to droop to the ground. A cold exposed stone floor hits your skin not covered by soft warm carpet. To weak to move as if going to pass out agian. 3rd song, the haunting piano meldy is back, Dozing in and out feeling that same cold hard surface, but somethings different, a gentle breeze as if moving, the sliding of silk on your skin gladly taking in what feels like a blanket. Trying to cover yourself releasing your in the arms of someone with no warmth, a stone cold like figure pressing you against there chest. Barely able to keep eyes open you can see the light of the sconces each time you pass by one. Dissapointed in yourself as you feel the wave of unconscious pass over you agian. 4th song, sleep consumes you many hours go by. Waking to find yourself surrounded by soft silk sheets, and that same feelings silk blanket ontop of you. Leaning up slowly seeing its the shape of a blanket but has a collar of some sort. A Cape? When a dark figure catches your eye, someone sitting at the end of the bed shrouded in darkness. Thunder rolling past lighting, brightening the room to a man. Stareing at a piece of jewellery. Unaware to your awakening. As if in a daze, you move slowly as if your life depends on it sliding the Cape with you as a means to cover your body. Gentally tugging the Cape not realising a corner is stuck under the figure this man, dressed in a tailored black suit. A glimer of light reflecting of a brooch on his chest. Feeling the tug he looks over. A dead seriouse cold set of eyes stare at you. As if looking at a ghost. A sort of sadness to them. 5th song.- Contact held not a word mumbled here a man unknown to you, stareing as if stareing at your soul, with deep red eyes pale skin hauntingly beautiful almost frozen in time. Each glance of lightning giving your a full glimpse of the man before you. Who is he and why am I here.
I'm not a writer and just kept writing what I imagined when listening to the music it's 4am for me. So forgive me for spelling and mistakes. Dozing of as I write thise damn you music ;)
the garden was very nice. so where is the quest rooms? i want one that has an outside balcony to seen the evening and the nice moon. but that is just i am sucker for these castles to sleep well in.
As we enter the castle at what I thought was near dusk the rain was hard, heavy, and cold just like the eyes of our host. We sat, all of us at his grand table why we were there was a mystery to us all. All 8 of us lords and ladies were present sitting drinking wine and laughing making jokes at our hosts expense for why shouldn't we we have done it many of times before. That night this night that was different. Sitting eating and laughing at the face in front of me as he snapped back and the dinning table fell silent we all felt hatred and displeasure. Silence continued and the main course was served. I plunged my fork into the food with annoyance. Chewing like a slob infront of my dark eyed host, suddenly crunching down hard on a bone or something that resembled one, I grew quiet looking around at other faces at the table. They looked back at me eyes sunken and old almost dead it appeared. I looked at the food to have it be rotten old bones of what once was a duck or some sort of bird at some point. The rooms candles were out as I looked at the host once more to see he hadn't moved but began to show a comforting smile. He leaned forward in the chair that had aged 20 years from the time that I had looked at him the first time, as he whispered the room grew cold. "Welcome home".
"There are two drinks in this world the color of red wine. _This_ is not red wine..." Me: nods sagely, "Ah, Mountain Dew Code Red. I see you too are a gentleman of class." (top quote is from Doctor Who - Madam Vashtra)
"The castle should always be ready to receive guests." I see the ballroom is in order.
spooky figures doing a ghostly waltz too if you look carefully
"Yesh of coursh mashter...alwaysh ready.." Hobbies along gamely enough to follow master.
One never knows who's going to turn up for dinner...
@@elfedowen6452 "Mucsh like yourshelf young mashter...may I take your coat?" Holds out a hand with entirely too many knuckles.
It appears I have arrived just in time...
This is so peaceful and relaxing. Now, imagine you have been trapped in Dracula's castle by the Count himself and you're desperately searching for a way to escape when you wind up in the haunted ballroom. You hear the soft melodies floating out of nowhere and that, combined with the soft sounds of rain and thunder and the soft purple light moving slowly around the room seems to have a calming effect that washes over you. As you're looking around the room, you hear a voice behind you- "lovely isn't it? Would you please honor me with a dance?" You turn around and see Dracula, suddenly looking much younger and extremely handsome holding his hand out for yours...
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I'd like a younger sadder Dracula playing these songs, the sadness and weariness of being who he is has not left him alone for hundreds of years.
@emmanuelm2449 oh yes, definitely!
AAAAAAAAHhahahaahahhhahhaaha.
*sighs in disappointment that I’m the type of person to write stories in the comment section*
She couldn’t help but look around the room. Something so grandiose and elegant was bound to capture the attention of her type, the curious, the oppressed creatives, the historians.
“I see you found the ballroom, Miss Lenore.” She heard the stern voice behind her.
“It’s beautiful… imagine dancing here, or designing it, or building the floor… or, maybe the one weaving such an intricate carpet, or carving all the tiny details in the fireplace…”
He tried his best not to smile at her rambling on about various aspects of the room. Who wonders about such varied lives of those who lived in the past? He never met a tenant so inquisitive before.
“What would your opinion be, if I were to tell you this place is rumored to be haunted?”
He said, curious if her flame would be blown out by fear, like the many tenants he had seen before.
“Haunted?” She whispered under her breath, but instead of a face of shock or worry, a smile appeared on her face. “By whom? Nobles? The mistreated artisans? Maybe lovers who once danced for one night, only to never meet again, dancing for an eternity!”
He was admittedly taken aback by how happy she seemed at the prospect of ghosts. As if it simply encouraged her to stay more than anything.
“Tell me something, Miss Lenore… do you know how to dance?” He reached out his arm, and gave a small bow.
“M-me? No, actually… nobody’s ever wanted to dance with me.” She fidgeted with her hair.
“Nonsense. A lady of such beauty, intelligent and culture should’ve lost count many years ago…” He said, beginning to drop his stern and serious persona.
“Nobody likes my mind, I’m cultured in the wrong places, and my looks aren’t something to fawn over.” She said without a hint of sadness or pity for herself. She stated them as if they were obvious fact, when in reality…
“Don’t be ridiculous, you’re mind is to be adored, your cultured in a most intriguing way, and your looks… if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were something supernatural.”
She seemed confused, not used to receiving compliments, and the Count was the absolute last person she would guess to be the compliment type. “Supernatural?”
“Why, yes. You obviously must be a succubus, or… a vampire, perhaps?”
“Perfectly human, I’m afraid. And not nearly the woman you claim I am.”
“I don’t like lies, Lenore. Whoever told you these things was either the best liar or the blindest imbecile. Now then-”
He grabbed her hand. “Would you like me to teach you how to dance?”
I resonate on a personal level with this short story. Absolutely brilliantly written. Please don't ever stop writing. This was a treat to read 💜
Gosh darn....I kinda want a man like that now >
"I find myself once again within my lair, with only memories of the past to keep me company. I'd go outside to see what's new, but why bother when it's always rainy? Mayhaps someday, I'll see a day that is fair..."
It has been QUITE rainy at Drac's house, judging by these instrumentals.
Slowly, his eyes draw upwards to meet those of his lover. She leant over the piano, running her pointer finger over a bit of dust, and smiles.
“Quit hovering, my dear. Whatever is the matter?” Asked Dracula, one of his bushy eyebrows now raised.
“Oh, nothing. I was just a bit disappointed about you not attending the family dinner.” Amira sighs, walking closer to him. The whole time as she strides closer, Dracula kept his cold fingers playing the correct notes, “You said you’d come, Drac. Why must you always say things and then not act on them?”
He looks away from her, “I don’t wish to discuss this with you, Amria.”
“That’s ridiculous!”
The piano continues playing, as Dracula stands from the auburn colored stool, and stands firm in front of his wife. “I did not come because I knew that if I saw you in this dress, looking at other men, I wouldn’t be able to help myself. I’d become feral again, my love,” he takes her hand in his, giving it a slight peck, “and I don’t want to ruin that dress.”
Amira’s breath trembles being so close to him, and it felt like the first time they’d met. “So ruin it.” Her tone had a slight taunt to it, almost like she was daring him. Dracula was shocked, but soon gave into what he had been holding in all night.
R.I.P. that dress
Me: "Woe cool Dracula! How do you get the fire place fire and all the candles purple?"
Dracula: "I infused them with the souls of the damned!"
Me: "...."
Dracula: "What? ... What did you expect? I'm a monster."
Extremely hauntingly, calm and soothing and beautiful at the same time.
it's 1457, everyone was there to celebrate Draculas first masquerade ball. you on the other hand would rather be home finishing up tending to the crops as the days began to get colder. everyone looked mysterious it was loud yet the piano hit each key with such force, feeling like there was more than met the eye. whispers ran with small laughters, you stood on the side watching everyone as the thunder roam behind you. "has a little mouse lost their way?" someone spoke as they gently pressed themselves behind you slowly turning around to face you. you jumped and watched the male, as he moved with such small steps looking like he just glided. "no I don't like balls that's all, the days are turning cold. I rather tend to the crops back home." you said truthfully as you stepped away from the man. you couldn't see who it was but was tall and slim, yet their eyes glow red. "then shall I try to entertain you, for one moment?" He said as he rose his hand and bow as he took your hand and gently kissed it before guiding you to the middle of the dance floor. you were taken by surprised but let him. What else could you do right? "it's the prince!?, who are they?" whispers began to become louder as you heard everything, you look up and realized who it was that took you, your eyes become wider as well as your heart. "fair not child, the night has only just begun."
that night, as the sun rose. you slowly get up and look down at everyone who were down covered in blood, it was like a feast made by monsters yet you were alive and well. you felt the same pressure in your shoulder as you looked up at the man who you once danced with. "it looks like a finally caught you my little mouse.",
RIP am i dessert now??? a nightcap (morning cap?) after dinner??
@@JhadeSagrav lol whatever you wanna be
Perfect soundtrack for a dance with Dracula, and for a bite!
Let us go out this evening for pleasure. The night is still young 🦇
Oh this could make a perfect tie in to the comment I left under Dracula garden. The scene I could create with this between Dracula and Anastasia. Brain overload ❤.
Before the garden scene:
Dracula paced back and forth at the foot of the stairs. His butler, a gentle old man still in his prime, watched him counting his steps. "What is taking her so long, I'm a patient man Gentry, but this this is too much." "Sire if i may say something. " "Speak Gentry you have my permission. " "Sire, I love you like a son so that is the manner I am going to to talk to you in. Dracula, I sense you have feelings for this beautiful woman. I have never seen you act like this and I am happy for you. But just give her a few more minutes you cannot rush a woman. It will only cause conflict. After all this is her first ball." Dracula stopped pacing the floor and took the man's words to heart. He remembered he took her from everything she knew. And brought her to a place that seems like the darkest corner of the earth. But he also saved her from torture she was about to endure. That memory still angers him to this day. The way they first met. "I guess a true gentleman is patient for the woman he has feelings for. Gentry I just don't know how to tell her, but what if she's not the one. " "You will be able to know Sire. " "Thank you Gentry." Just then Anastasia makes her presence known at the top of the stairs. Both Dracula and Gentry turn to look at her. Gentry puts a hand on Dracula shoulders to hold him in place as she walks down the stairs so elegantly. Her hair in a lose braid, a small red tiara sitting in her hair so perfectly, and his mother's jewelry. A gift to Anastasia to accompany the red flowy gown she wore. Red was Dracula's mother's favorite color and it looked good on her. Dracula held out his hand for it to be met with Anastasia's hand. He bent down and kissed it only to have her blush. "Drac, my first kiss from you, how touching. " "And hopefully not the last one i give you." Anastasia blushed even more at the thought as he took her into his arms and held her in position ready for their first waltz. Dracula cued the servants to begin with their composition. As the keys began on the piano they took their first steps together in this playful dance. The melody of the music felt just right. Dracula could not take his eyes off her nor could she he. They danced in the empty ballroom, yet it wasn't empty. Almost every servant from the castle stood there circling it. Her fan hung on her wrist as he spun her out to pull her back just as quick. Anastasia heart raced in a way she has never felt before as Dracula repeated the step again. She was feeling something that she thought was going to stay buried and never resurface. Her mind was drifting around on one thought. Is she falling in love, is she allowing herself to fall in love. Dracula picked up on her breathing and could feel her heart beating faster. So he decided to dip her and see how she would respond. When Anastasia came back up she gasp and put a hand on Dracula's chest. Her breathing was faster as she pushed herself away and ran. Dracula stood there in disbelief. He looked over at Gentry who nodded for him to go after her. Dracula found her in the dining room holding onto one of the empire chairs catching her breath. Dracula walked up to her brushed at her hair. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to take off." "Anastasia I..." "Drac you did nothing wrong it's me. I just needed some air." Dracula wanted to tell her how he felt right then and there, but he couldn't bring himself to. Instead he pulled her from the chair and motioned her to another one. "Come sit let's dine after working up our appetites." Anastasia agreed and walked over to the chair on the side of the dining table. Dracula pulled out her chair before she sat down and placed her fan on the table. Dracula sat in the chair at the head of the table and motioned for the servants to bring the food. Anastasia let out a sigh of relief and smiled as the food was brought to the table. To be continued into the garden ambience.
DO IT!
@JhadeSagrav I have written a small scene in the garden one. My brain dances with ideas that can tie both scenes together. The story I created Anastasia met Dracula in a vulnerable position no woman would want to meet a gentleman. He takes her back to his castle in another country and shows her the life of a true gentleman. He eventually indulges to her who he truly is and it makes her more in love with him. It has a happy ending, but some details RUclips might not allow.
@@lacyhay9022 Heh! The imagination can fill in the other bits. Just finished reading this one. You're going to have to make a third one now for how they first met!!
@ElementalSoundworks has FOUR Dracula videos. Get to it! 😄
OH I LIE!!! THERE'S A FIFTH ONE. LITERALLY PREMIERING RIGHT NOW, HOORAY!!1
Dracula had style with the everyday dinner cloths, huge castle and his brides.
The faint fuzzy people are one of the best things I've ever seen!!!!!!!!!
Okay this is hands down so gorgeous and beautiful to listen to that I'm already imagine myself in a ballroom filled with other vampires and my dark vampiric princes in my arms. I love it!
If you are READING this message I WISH you to Recieve whatever it is that you long for, and everything you need. I wish you much love, luck & success in all you do. 🙏🏻❤️
I wish for a new liver to be installed. But it’s not going to happen. I’ll die soon, and you’ll keep making unrealistically positive comments on RUclips to feel better about yourself. I can’t stand people that live in a world full of butterflies, rainbows, and happy joy-joy feelings.
Oh, the dancers are so enchanting! I can almost picture myself there.
GORGEOUS
CASEL : IOVE THE COLOR'S
PURPLE &, BLACK
MIX Set it off vary nicely.
& the 🔥 PLACE
WITH the Shadlaure.
❤❤Perfect 💨 🦇↗️
😮 extant..
The 🎹 🎶 🎵.
This is calming, dark, and comforting. Thank you.
thankx for the response! shout out from florida!
This evening grand masquerade ball was to be a spectacular , held by the count Dracula himself all within the vampire kingdom was to attend. , thunder dart throughout the black midnight sky lightening answers it's call. The honoured guests upon entering the grand gates dressed in their finest approaching the castle , the count was waiting the arrival of one young lady one might say the pure innocence captured him so.... Time stood still he stood there he kept that one little hope her arrival would surly be soon , once inside the castle to the ballroom , with a flick of his hand the orchestra begin to play such beautiful music no other sound quite like it. Elsewhere only human young lady was labelled an outsider considered not to begin in the world of the damned , suddenly out of nowhere a presence surrounds her transporting her to in a ballroom gentle candle lights flicker deep blood red and orange. All eyes fell upon the human young lady whispers spread through like wildfire , she looks in a mirror wearing most gorgeous gown none has seen... Red and white fitted her perfectly with a tiara to match wearing a mask covering half her face. An gentle smile appears on her lips gracefully walking down envy of all around sneering looking down at her.
" You're arrival my darling is impeccable you look stunning my dear "
" I'm a nobody "
"" My Queen you are the love of my life... my bride... my only one truly belongs within these castle walls"
" No! No" I don't believe a word which you spoken "
" My darling it is"
" I'm not of this world"
" Look around you my dear all in attendance... you are their greatest threat in my kingdom. "
Offering her his hand for the next dance is about to start , Count Dracula unsure to accept or not young lady places her hand in his gently squeezes her hand to ease her nervousness within her beating heart. Escorting her to centre of the ballroom snaking his arm around her small waist pulling her closer against him requesting a song that connects them both together , their unknown past of memories lost for her in dance deep in the depth of young lady's heart lights up with a burning fire coming alive....
Completely forgetting those watching as the crowd fades into nowhere it is now the count and her drifting off , he could hear her beating heart calling out silence words. As two of them come together as one whole continues to dance with young lady Count wanted her by his side that he shall get. Inside he was torn in different directions he was damned for all entirety nothing or no one could change that.
Vampires are not meant to be loved or fall in love! He couldn't deny it a second longer , his once cold self whom felt nothing was now in love , not with just any being a human young lady wasn't of this world , nor he was apart of mortal world. How did their worlds clash together one may ask all in good time or is it to remain unknown a gentle soft voice calls out to him.
" Count Dracula"
" Yes my precious girl "
" Thank you for this evening it has been most memorial I shall treasure it "
" Come here my darling "
She steps forward walking towards him her heart racing he wraps an arm around her wait once more their bodies close his cold lips press against her own kissing her gently savouring this moment before he skims his mouth against her warm flesh claiming her biting her neck....
" My darling you and I shall meet again it has been delightful have you here precious girl "
" Is that so ? "
" Of course "
He kisses her again one last time this evening before parting ways.
Majestic, beautiful, haunting, ominous, hypnotizing, even romantic until the beast widens its eyes and starts to feast.
I've been so looking forward to this. The setting is stunningly beautiful, and the lovely purple is so vibrant. Your gorgeous music, combined with the rain and thunder, transports me right into that beautiful, haunted ballroom, and I just love the ghostly appearances, a wonderful effect !! Also, the fireplace is amazing. I love this atmosphere so much. Thank you so much for your time and hard work in creating your awesome masterpieces.❤❤❤
Love the color, so elegant and yet so full of melancholy 💜
Tout simplement c'est un chef-d'œuvre j'ai adoré ❤❤❤❤
This is hauntingly lovely and I love ghostly things. I like seeing anything Christmas or Halloween related off season and hope this can be reposted in October.
Makes me wish grand balls in a castle ballroom were still a thing.
This is so beautiful. I love the dancing ghosts
Reading the book to this playlist is genuinly brilliant. I read the first couple chapters of jonathan as a guest in the castle to the "draculas castle one and man it felt so spot on to the content of the book. Bravo and thanks for inspiring and sharing
thanks for the bandcamp link! Made things easier to find.
This is fantastic. The ambience is amazing and so creatively done.
At, it was fun to get to know a little about you!
wooooaaww soo grim, gloomy and scary but soo wonderful!!
Hauntingly soothing ❤
My Friend! You know I wouldn't miss your Premiere. Always curious to see what new tracks you have in store for everyone! And you never Disappoint! Beautiful work as always buddy! 👍
Just love it!!! The couple dancing is indeed great, like you could spend so many hours in the dancing hall with your sweetheart., and listening to the music. Thank you!!!
As I listen, there is a low roll of thunder in the air. Before me stands a beautiful woman with raven-black hair. I stare transfixed into her eyes, her face. Without a word, I step forward to meet her embrace. We dance as if on air. Her countenance is beyond faire. Her's is a lover's kiss -- one of possessiveness and of eternal life. The night has presented me with a preternatural wife. This music is superb. Many thanks. -- W
oo good luck! Nirvana might be upon you. Sounds evangelistic.
@@jennie94x3 - Many thanks. 🐺🦇
I love all the Dracula ones so far but this one has to be my favorite rn
what an epic video! i love watching the ghosts dancing to the music!
great work! I'm going to share it on FB (i already liked) and suggest it to anyone seeing the post.
the unnerving gentleness of some of these toons is amazing. plus they sometimes have a waltz like sound to them. keep up the great work!
Is your icon the SCP logo???
I could see there being an ASMR SCP for this beautiful music. Listening to it transports you to a castle or something. 😁
Spooktacular…& maybe it’s just me but I’m also getting haunting Soviet vibes 👍
I've commented before on how lovely your videos are , and once again you have created another hauntingly beautiful masterpiece ... 🌹
Aaaahhhh it’s here!! And with some of my fav songs from you! Thank you for putting this together. It’s breathtaking, and now I feel like waltzing with the ghosts 💜
Very excited to use this and your rainy castle Dracula set for my dungeons and dragons campaign with a certain zarovich! Beautiful, beautiful work
I walk down the stairs, the clacking of my heels the only sound. There at the bottom he waits.
A suit of black and gold, a cape of the purest red. Slicked back hair as dark as the feathers of a raven, and a mask covering half of his face.
He holds out a gloved hand to me, and I take it in my own. My sleeveless mermaid dress and opera gloves are the color of wine, a perfect contrast to him.
We make our way to the ballroom, strolling in a fine pair. As we arrive, the orchestra that has no musicians begins to play.
We start our waltz, practiced and perfected. Gliding across the floor, all the danger and beauty surrounding us.
I imagine when listening to this.
It's hauntingly beautiful and alegant-1st song, your the main character a younge female who's eyes are tightly shut squeezing them hard trying to push them open, as if waking up dazed and confused. Your vision is blurry but feel a wave of warmth across your face, a glow shines behind your eye lids.
As you open your eyes, adjusting to the light you see clearly a fire place, rounded with dark stone with crackling wood spitting. An identical chair across from you a small table inbetween, looking around you see paintings on the wall, as panic starts to rush in on where you are and what happend. You feel weak, no energy as if you haven't eatin in days. Through the panic a gently yet haunting piano plays, each note drawing you in hearing from behind you feeling dazed. U sit there paralysed almost scared, there's a force, a fear of some sort keeping you from being able to move. You try to stretch your sight as far as you can of your surroundings but fail. Losing your will you fall under this relaxing state stareing dazed at the fire with each crack watching the flames dance falling asleep agian.
Second song- Hours pass by, the sound of rain, and the rolling of thunder wakes you, to a room cold and dark lit by the moons glow from the one window to the right The fire now dim ambers, the room basked with shadows, you bring yourself the strength to stand, wobbly catching yourself on anything sturdy making your way to the window. Nothing but blackness vague shadows of tall trees.
You turn your eyes adjusted to the dark, a dark blue lit room comes to view. A study? Spotting a grand piano in the corner with a candle burnt down to its hilt.
Slowly clutching any passing hard objects a door is found with a warm glow of light shinning from the gap underneath, a hard sturdy door with cold barrings, opening the door, to a brightly lit red carpeted corridor paintings lining the walls from one end to the other. Candles flickering in golden sconces
Step by step each with less strength, straining of breath weak and exhausted you beging to droop to the ground. A cold exposed stone floor hits your skin not covered by soft warm carpet. To weak to move as if going to pass out agian.
3rd song, the haunting piano meldy is back,
Dozing in and out feeling that same cold hard surface, but somethings different, a gentle breeze as if moving, the sliding of silk on your skin gladly taking in what feels like a blanket. Trying to cover yourself releasing your in the arms of someone with no warmth, a stone cold like figure pressing you against there chest. Barely able to keep eyes open you can see the light of the sconces each time you pass by one. Dissapointed in yourself as you feel the wave of unconscious pass over you agian.
4th song, sleep consumes you many hours go by. Waking to find yourself surrounded by soft silk sheets, and that same feelings silk blanket ontop of you. Leaning up slowly seeing its the shape of a blanket but has a collar of some sort. A Cape? When a dark figure catches your eye, someone sitting at the end of the bed shrouded in darkness. Thunder rolling past lighting, brightening the room to a man. Stareing at a piece of jewellery. Unaware to your awakening. As if in a daze, you move slowly as if your life depends on it sliding the Cape with you as a means to cover your body. Gentally tugging the Cape not realising a corner is stuck under the figure this man, dressed in a tailored black suit. A glimer of light reflecting of a brooch on his chest. Feeling the tug he looks over. A dead seriouse cold set of eyes stare at you. As if looking at a ghost. A sort of sadness to them.
5th song.- Contact held not a word mumbled here a man unknown to you, stareing as if stareing at your soul, with deep red eyes pale skin hauntingly beautiful almost frozen in time. Each glance of lightning giving your a full glimpse of the man before you. Who is he and why am I here.
I'm not a writer and just kept writing what I imagined when listening to the music it's 4am for me. So forgive me for spelling and mistakes. Dozing of as I write thise damn you music ;)
Thank you for sharing your creations….Ciao from Italy
Thank you so much for the super thanks, Tempus! It means so much. Ciao! 😊💕
Hauntingly beautiful.......
This WAS helping me sleep. Just as im almost there BAM, loud af ad.
ad block or scroll to end and then rewind.
I absolutely love it!
to someone whose reading this, you are braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. Godbless. ♥
Dracula is a member of the Covenant confirmed and they all have swanky dances in his ballroom.
Beautiful as always! 😍 Oh, how I wish it could be fall and winter always! Perfect for this music! ❤ Thank you for sharing your talent! 🙏
Looks great, unfortunately I'm afraid I will have to miss the Premier, I will be out of town all day.
Safe travels, Gareth! 💕
Wonderful music, listen at night, alone for best effect!🖤⚰️🦇
I barely comment but I must admit , This channel is very much of my taste 🖤
I love that the ballroom is drape in my favorite color, and the gothic vibe is so enchanting and magical experience to behold
C'est absolument somptueux ! Très envoûtant... Merci pour cette évasion hors du temps 🌹
such a shame his real fortress in Romania POENARY are in Ruins and only the walls have remained
I’m so in love with this!!
Beautiful
I love it, have been looking for an ambience as such for a very long time. I absolutely am stunned by it.. thank you.
I didn't know that Dracula had a ballroom.
nice
Charming setting & incredible sound design; well done 💜 I can't wait to see more of your work 🥰
.....So far I don't hear no choir? Js. Cool vibes though, no cap!!
the garden was very nice. so where is the quest rooms? i want one that has an outside balcony to seen the evening and the nice moon. but that is just i am sucker for these castles to sleep well in.
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Картинка Дракула на дискотеке? Почему такой свет, что ни один вампир не выживет?
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Simplemente exquisito....
Very good 🧛♂️
Incredible work!
Sound like old Resident Evil save room music.
Very cool music im not a vampire person
does anyone else hear " Roll the Dice " starting around 2:41:10 ?
Is it my eyes, or are there specters dancing on the floor?
Oh shoot, i thought you were kidding, but i just saw it too!
And maybe read a dark and/or horror novel🦇🖤
My castle 🏰🏰 is my car 🚗🚗 And I am listening 🎧 this with a actual thunderstorm and rain
As we enter the castle at what I thought was near dusk the rain was hard, heavy, and cold just like the eyes of our host. We sat, all of us at his grand table why we were there was a mystery to us all. All 8 of us lords and ladies were present sitting drinking wine and laughing making jokes at our hosts expense for why shouldn't we we have done it many of times before. That night this night that was different. Sitting eating and laughing at the face in front of me as he snapped back and the dinning table fell silent we all felt hatred and displeasure. Silence continued and the main course was served. I plunged my fork into the food with annoyance. Chewing like a slob infront of my dark eyed host, suddenly crunching down hard on a bone or something that resembled one, I grew quiet looking around at other faces at the table. They looked back at me eyes sunken and old almost dead it appeared. I looked at the food to have it be rotten old bones of what once was a duck or some sort of bird at some point. The rooms candles were out as I looked at the host once more to see he hadn't moved but began to show a comforting smile. He leaned forward in the chair that had aged 20 years from the time that I had looked at him the first time, as he whispered the room grew cold. "Welcome home".
Why did I think it said bathroom.. my curiosity was peeked not gonna lie
❤❤❤😊😊😊 Elementary halogens added datas😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊
I am compelled to ask. Are you using Kurzweil?
EastWest Sounds is the sound library and Novation Launchkey is the midi keyboard!
@@ElementalSoundWorks Is the cello from the sound library or is it actually acoustic?
@@stevebennett987 all instruments are from the sound library!
2:46:55
Paz❤
Do you write your own music???
Yes I do! 😊
Why drink blood when there’s Mountain Dew.
"There are two drinks in this world the color of red wine. _This_ is not red wine..."
Me: nods sagely, "Ah, Mountain Dew Code Red. I see you too are a gentleman of class."
(top quote is from Doctor Who - Madam Vashtra)
Just put ads at the start I’m trying to sleep. And no I’m not supporting yt premium
ad blockers, friend!
alternatively, scroll to the end of the vid and then back to the beginning and i think should also do the trick.
❤ahahah. Bonjr. Mr Dracula. Ahaha. Vou. Jouer. Au. . Piano. Bravo. . Moi. Je.n Sais. Pa. Jouer. Mai. Mai. Mai. Je. Peu. Vou. Jouer. Un. Morceau. De. Mimporteqoi. Ahahaaa❤
echantment full plis