I actually visited Dracula castle and garden once. It is in Brașov, the centre of Romania, and it is actually called the Bran Castle (Castelul Bran, in Romanian). It's actually a pretty beautiful sight, but trust me when I say, in my last two hundred years of roaming through Transylvania at night I have seen no vampires at all.
To the person reading this, Good Luck! Don't stress, everything will be fine. No matter what difficulty you are facing right now, you can overcome it! You are strong and brave.
If you're reading this, I hope that day comes real soon where your wildest dreams come true. Where you finally feel that you are at peace with yourself and your surroundings. May your life be full of joy, strength, light, and ease. May you lead a life full of positivity and greatness. You got this. It's gonna get better real soon!!
@meditationrelaxingmusic4k its nice to know that there's more than one person that would like to see others life improve and like you and the others I'm the same way I hope this finds you and the others in good health and prosperity.
Dracula and Anastasia sat at the dining table enjoying their evening meal when thunder rumbled in the distance. Anastasia looked to the window in time to see lightning crack across the sky. "Drac me we go to the garden before the rain hits?" Dracula looked to the window and sees water begins to crawl down it. "No beautiful Anastasia the rain will not be good for you." "But why? It's a beautiful night and I would love to dance in the rain." Dracula sat his wine glass down and looked at her "The rain here is not like the rain where you come from. Here it is dark, cold, and lonely. " She sat her napkin on the table and stood up, "The rain doesn't have to be lonely, I will go keep it company. " Anastasia took off her jewelry and put it on the table and slipped her shoes off. She turned and looked at Dracula, "You coming with me and dance with me so the rain doesn't have to be lonely?" Dracula thought about it as he saw her red flowy dress disappear out of sight. He got up and pursued after her. Anastasia ran out into the courtyard into the pouring rain laughing. She ran to the nearest wall and climbed it just in time before Dracula could stop her. Dracula watched his pet dance around the garden with such splendor. Her chestnut color hair soaked barely moving. Her smile kept him staring at her as her bare feet danced on the stones. Her red dress once flowing now sticking to her. For a moment he felt human again. "Come my beautiful rose before you catch your death." She let out a playful laugh " I am not a rose, but a thorn that is in its side." "Ah but you still are my rose yet playful to the touch. Come come please my beautiful Anastasia before we both catch our death." He held out his hand in hopes she would come down off the wall. She looks at him with her emerald green eyes. Her eyes he cannot turn away from, her eyes drew him in to her beauty. She took his hand only for her to slip and fall right into his arms. He held her as if she barely weighed as much as a feather. Her heart started racing as he carried her back into the castle. She reached up and touched his cheek only for her hand to be met with a gentle kiss. "Don't leave me" she whispered catching her breath. "Never " he growled as he hurried his steps. He makes it to the servants door and kicks it open with such great force it broke a hinge. A maid got up from a table and ran to his aid. "Towels please," he commanded, "Anastasia is starting to shiver. " The maid took off as Dracula hurried through the rest of the castle. "Gentry!!" he shouted. An old man met him at the foot of the stairs, "Yes sire what can I..." "Is there a fire in her room?" "I beg your pardon sire?" " Is there a fire in Anastasia room?" "Yes sire there is." Dracula hurried up the steps faster than he has ever before. The maid was on his heels and got the door open before he kicked it in as well and broke it. He laid Anastasia on the couch in front of the fire. He snatched the towels from the maid and began to dry her hair. "Can you draw her a bath she feels like ice." "Yes sire." The maid answered and departed. Dracula yank his suit coat off causing buttons to fly and threw it on the floor. He was able to tend to her better. Anastasia looked into his eyes shaking from the cold. "I'm sorry. " "Don't be my beautiful rose, you're going to be okay. " "Don't leave me." She whispered. "Never." She leaned up off the couch and kissed him. Her lips were cold but tasted sweet from the rain. Dracula could smell a sweet scent he never smelled before. Honeysuckle from a cold spring rain. It was her, his Anastasia releasing that scent for the first time. His primal instincts were kicking in unlike never before. He has finally found his mate, his rose, his Anastasia.
Wow that's a beautiful and mystery pome. To be honest I never meet a vampire boy before plus I don't see a real one before I dreamed about it before. But know I always said there are no such thing as vampire if you can't see them it doesn't exist. But I been thinking I wonder if a vampire boy could be Asian type like a Korean that is pretty, cool, handsome plus clear and shiny and so...😊 cute.
Listening to this with my eyes closed makes the world even more beautiful. Now that I'm calm I'd like to say thank you from the bottom of my soul. It's been a rough decade. Although I'm tired, this music and the rain helps prolong the beauty I see in the world. Obviously at times we know how ugly this world can be. So thank you for the beauty in it.❤
I love how the comment section is filled with positivity and good vibes. Everyone is struggling here but we're all together here, safe. This feels like one well-knit family :)) Good Wishes to all, May you all make it big!
This is such a beautiful scene, melancholic. The amethyst colouring is stunning, and I love the touches of red, very fitting. I always love the combination of your gorgeous music, and the rumbling thunder and lightning, they blend beautifully, and I love the choir. The soft rain is so soothing, and the atmosphere here is amazing. Thank you so much.🤗🌹💜
It was at a vaguely autumnal twilight hour that I set out on the voyage I never made. The sky, as I impossibly remember, was tinged by a purplish remnant of sad gold, and the clear, agonizing line of the forest was wrapped by a deathly-colored glow that penetrated and softened the cunning of its contours. On the other side trembled the eastern horizon where a darker air, placing shades of night, hovered like haze on a hot day.
Despite the things that Dracula has done, he's lonely. Lonely in a big castle with big halls, long hallways and corridors and a lot of books, tired of an endless life
@@Byrdstar6423-un3me Yeah it can be him. I think of a Dracula that's less evil who's alone or prefers to be alone alone in a big castle, reading books in his library and sometimes listening to piano music
I finished reading the last twenty seven pages or so of Dracula to this and it was very befitting. The air cooked and bugs circled outside as it was about to storm here in Georgia as I finish it as well, sometimes the atmosphere builds so beautifully I could not ask for better ambiance
"Stranger." - Calls out a figure, from beneath a nearby gazebo. With a soft but commanding tone, the Gentleman continues, "Please... Come here... Come in, out of the cold wind and rain. As majestic as storms are, they tend to cool the blood to temperatures that can be quite deadly in these parts." An odd feeling of safety and familiarity, seems to almost intoxicate you. Pulling you closer to the dimly lit man, which can now be seen holding an elegant lantern. "Although, uninvited... I must say, I'm pleased to see someone finding some kind of interest in this unkept and decrepit estate." You detect a small warmth in his voice, that seems lighter than the intoxication that is still pulling you nearer. "Hmph, which is not too dissimilar to myself, I'm ashamed to admit..." As you enter the gazebo, you can better see the Gentleman's fine, but dark clothes, along with his somewhat tired and sickly, but exceedingly handsome face. His composure and pride is both suffocating and demanding, yet without any evident malice. As you walk close enough to satisfy the pull from within and regain some of your witts, the Dark Gentleman explains, without even meeting your eyes, "You know... I built these gardens for my late wife. She was always so fascinated with all kinds of living things. She somehow, could find a way to bring a new layer of life to everything she touched. Along with a tendency to love things, far more than I thought, they could ever have deserved... Even if..." A flash of lightning, shows the man's troubled expression and you realise that the intoxication seems to be slowly subsiding. The Gentleman then looks up at the sky wistfully as he continues, "I apologise, as I'm not the host I once used to be. A melancholic, bitter-sweetness, has made me realise how precious life... and even death... really is. All I long for now, is to simply see her again one day..." The man then lowers his head, and his shoulders sink, swaying the lantern ever so softly. As he continues to focus on the past and his wife, it seems the strange power lessens and lessens. In it's place, creeps a small pang of fear as he continues, "However, after all I have done. I fear, I never again will see her beautiful glow. Her joyous and carefree dancing... Or her heavy, deep blue eyes, that could see more than a monster. More than a man... But what was once a lost child. Cursed and out-casted, to be forever alone." You begin to muster up the courage to run, but where!? You look around and search for the quickest way out of the garden. The hedge maze just wouldn't do, but the river in the other direction has only one bridge. As you anxiously think, you fidget slightly and one of your shoes slides against the gazebo's dirty floor. The man's head slightly turns in your direction... and all at once, the intoxication washes over you, twice as strong as you remember it. You almost collapse from the mind-numbing safety and comfort. Only moving his eyes from your traitorous shoe, up your body, to your eyes, the Dark Gentleman continues, "Ah, I must apologise yet again, as I just realised I never introduced myself..." The man then recomposes himself. Holds the lantern higher and looks deeply into your eyes. As a flash of lightning strikes, he unflinchingly pronounces, "I am Count Dracula." Placing a hand on your cheek and running it down your neck, he then asks, with an elegantly sadistic grin, "...and who might you be, oh curious, little bird?"
@@JhadeSagrav Oh, thank you very much! I appreciate the compliment, as I'm a creative person, but writing has never been a focus for me... But I felt sort of inspired, so I thought I'd give it a bit of a go! 😊 I'm really glad you enjoyed it though! The internet always feel like you're just... I don't know... Writing a message in a bottle and hoping whoever gets it, wants it. 😅
@@j.enantiodromia3940 This is phenomenal!! I love how it pulled me in, had me invested and even sharing some of the same feelings as the stranger in the story. You're awesome!
@@alexandriadiangelo6037 Thank you! I'm really glad to hear it matched some of your feelings! I was hoping it'd resonate with someone! Maybe I really should spend more time writing. ☺
@@j.enantiodromia3940 You should write more, if you feel like it! I love writing all kinds of stuff. I actually was writing some Castlevania inspired stories with this video playing in the background. My focus was more on Alucard being the vampire that the main character met, lol.
I'm writing a haunted house d&d adventure for my friends to this music, thanks so much for uploading! Everyone else in these comments: I hope you all get through whatever you've got going on.
okay I dont comment a lot, but I LOVE this vibe. I've always liked eery and spooky vibes. This music also helps greatly to get me in the mood while writing. Please dont stop making these awesome playlists!
Words cannot describe how overjoyed I get when I see you've made a new dracula video. I struggle with sleeping every night and this is the only thing that helps me out. Thank you so much!!!
From about 40:00 to 43:00 minutes is magical. My girlfriend and I listen to all of these compositions. I want that particular arrangement to be for our wedding. It’s so good
That piano is so very lovely -- like the piano in "Astronomy" (Blue Oyster Cult). One can become lost in such a lovely melody. Being of English and Romanian blood, I truly appreciate this music and where it takes me. I dedicate this music to "L" from Bucharest. Time and the business of this life got between us. Wherever you are, dearest lady, I am still by your side. Nuapte buna, my beautiful one.
“Moon Phases” is shockingly unique and beautiful! This has such a Gothic springtime feel to it. I wonder, what do you think about a vampiric ballroom type of ambience? I would love to see your take on that aesthetic 🖤
It really is a very relaxing sound, it is the only thing that can give me peace on sleepless nights without being able to rest but at least feel a breather..
My wife plays this every night for bed. Lost memories is stuck in my head. I have been putting together a classical guitar arrangement of it. I really like the tune.
I just stumbled into this video and your channel. This brings out the witch in me that hasn't been out in so long. Thank you from your newest subscriber.
All of your videos get me into my best Wednesday Adams, which is where I like to be! Also I enjoy reading historical fiction along with your music, it fits perfectly.
I apologize for my grammatical mistake with my comment last year. What I wanted to say was how calming and soothing the atmosphere of Dracula’s garden .This is like going through a journey of dark meditation. It’s quite spooky, but also very soothing and safe.
Love this !! Being a musician myself (keys/synths) I can really appreciate all the effort that goes into making this music. Surely have become a new sub.
“Listen to them, Children Of The Night…What Music They Make.” -Bela Lugosi In Dracula (1931) That’s what popped into my mind when I saw this; I Love how the background Looks, it’s so pretty with purple and the flams being purple, and Dracula is one of my Favorite Iconic Classic Movie Monsters And My Favorite Vampires (If Anything Dracula is the True Definition of A Vampire). And in the Dracula (1931) film, Bela Lugosi did a Fantastic Job of playing him, I always associate Dracula with Bela Lugosi’s portrayal because he did a magnificent job.
(I wrote this VERY quick. Let me know what you think! Thanks!) It was my last day... My full last day to appreciate the human life I was blessed with. Seeing the world in an optimistic light, feeling the warm rays kiss my skin. Looking back at my cherished memories, everything felt like it was a dream. Why did I walk away from those moments? I walked away from the life I could've had in my young and naive years. I felt cold. Ice cascaded against my porcelain skin. Ethereal candlelight highlighted the cobblestone, broken floor. Mirrors... why were there mirrors? I saw my bloody tattered dress, yet I couldn't see my face, hands, bare feet. I was a ghost staring back at a floating shell. My skin felt loose and I could hear my sticky, dry eyelids blink. I just wanted THIS to all be a dream, wake up from this nightmare. My throat was always scratchy and I could never quench my hunger. I just continued to stare at my dress and the candlelight flickering which cast an eerie glow on one extravagant coffin... it wasn't mine, but my maker's. He promised me a home, a quiet livelihood, but most of all what stroke my fancy... Immortality. The promise to stay young forever, travel the world, see how others grow, and experience what he's experienced. Love. At first, my maker saw me as his "only" love, but I should've known he didn't have a soul. His was ripped away just as he did to mine. Reaching out to me, placing tempting thoughts inside my mind, distancing me from my friends and family, taking me into his lair, and waltzing on the roof to be embraced by the moonlight. My maker, my master, looked deep into my tear-brimmed eyes and shared one more empty promise, his eyes turned brimstone red, and a devil cloaked in black was revealed to me at that moment. Fangs that matched of a viper, tongue forked, and mouth spread wide... The moment when I felt true fear of being swallowed, never to see the light of day again. A dream that brimmed with nightmare fuel. Everything was a blur. I had been swept up into his arms, neck aching, body drained, vision blurry where I wished for the sweet release of death. Things weren't better. I felt betrayed and watched everyone I love age and die without me. Watched as generations forgot about me. I was erased from the silver engraved family tree. I tried to track down the portrait of my family line and trace the fine edges of silver, but I got burned in the process. Swept away into the abyss where I ached for an end. I tried to go to a church for the Lord to forgive my sins, to erase the curse... There was no answer, just more burning as I transformed into a beast, slaughtering my hometown in a fit of rage. It wasn't me. The sun was rising as I swayed amongst the dead. I wished for the sun to take me, make God break me for everything I sinned. I remember standing there, catching the sunrise, beautiful orange clashing against a coral pink with baby blue. The rays touched my skin that day and I should've died. I wept after realizing I couldn't die. I returned to my master and asked him, "Why didn't the sun burn me as it does you? Why can I not be killed?" Chuckling, he clasped the book in his hand, stood up high and mighty from his dark throne, and chuckled, "My dear, you're merely a servant. Renfield needs some help delivering me food and completing other and all necessary tasks for MY well-being." Back to the present, I watched Renfield clock into the lair and stared back at our half-reflections. Sighing, he muttered, "So, you're the new Dracula victim? Welcome to the end. Let's get to work." Through the mirror, I stared absently at the coffin cloaked in putrid smoke on the altar. I thought, "𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢'𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩." Through my mind also linked with Renfield and my master, Dracula muttered in his deep vampiric slumber, "𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕."
That was beautiful! For something that was written in a short amount of time, you killed it!!! If you aren't one already, you should consider writing novels.
Too many superlatives and clogging up the flow of the narrative with a muddy way of describing events following each other, but great punchline (because it is completely out of style, loved it!). If you are not familiar with the way Dracula-stories go it is really hard to follow along, but I liked it. Work on the way you tend to pile up words (and get your languages sorted: the vernacular changes over time/ if you go Shakespearean- stay that way-> for the same character anyway) and we have another great storyteller here!! The part where you did it deliberately was genius! Now work on the the parts where it slipped up. Combining horror with great punning is risky, but I think you really have a knack for it. Go for it! Great setting, I would love to read more.
I actually visited Dracula castle and garden once. It is in Brașov, the centre of Romania, and it is actually called the Bran Castle (Castelul Bran, in Romanian). It's actually a pretty beautiful sight, but trust me when I say, in my last two hundred years of roaming through Transylvania at night I have seen no vampires at all.
😅 i see what you did there!
You will. Just wait another hundred years or so.
That’s awesome just searched it up to see if it was a real place, indeed it is. Must’ve been nice.
you're tricksy
@@louey2x should be here now because of the over population is due for another regulation
To the person reading this, Good Luck! Don't stress, everything will be fine. No matter what difficulty you are facing right now, you can overcome it! You are strong and brave.
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Thank you
Meric ❤️
I needed this.
God bless you.
Thanks so much! I really appreciated reading this 😊 I needed it ❤
If you're reading this, I hope that day comes real soon where your wildest dreams come true. Where you finally feel that you are at peace with yourself and your surroundings. May your life be full of joy, strength, light, and ease. May you lead a life full of positivity and greatness. You got this. It's gonna get better real soon!!
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@meditationrelaxingmusic4k its nice to know that there's more than one person that would like to see others life improve and like you and the others I'm the same way I hope this finds you and the others in good health and prosperity.
Dracula and Anastasia sat at the dining table enjoying their evening meal when thunder rumbled in the distance. Anastasia looked to the window in time to see lightning crack across the sky. "Drac me we go to the garden before the rain hits?" Dracula looked to the window and sees water begins to crawl down it. "No beautiful Anastasia the rain will not be good for you." "But why? It's a beautiful night and I would love to dance in the rain." Dracula sat his wine glass down and looked at her "The rain here is not like the rain where you come from. Here it is dark, cold, and lonely. " She sat her napkin on the table and stood up, "The rain doesn't have to be lonely, I will go keep it company. " Anastasia took off her jewelry and put it on the table and slipped her shoes off. She turned and looked at Dracula, "You coming with me and dance with me so the rain doesn't have to be lonely?" Dracula thought about it as he saw her red flowy dress disappear out of sight. He got up and pursued after her. Anastasia ran out into the courtyard into the pouring rain laughing. She ran to the nearest wall and climbed it just in time before Dracula could stop her. Dracula watched his pet dance around the garden with such splendor. Her chestnut color hair soaked barely moving. Her smile kept him staring at her as her bare feet danced on the stones. Her red dress once flowing now sticking to her. For a moment he felt human again. "Come my beautiful rose before you catch your death." She let out a playful laugh " I am not a rose, but a thorn that is in its side." "Ah but you still are my rose yet playful to the touch. Come come please my beautiful Anastasia before we both catch our death." He held out his hand in hopes she would come down off the wall. She looks at him with her emerald green eyes. Her eyes he cannot turn away from, her eyes drew him in to her beauty. She took his hand only for her to slip and fall right into his arms. He held her as if she barely weighed as much as a feather. Her heart started racing as he carried her back into the castle. She reached up and touched his cheek only for her hand to be met with a gentle kiss. "Don't leave me" she whispered catching her breath. "Never " he growled as he hurried his steps. He makes it to the servants door and kicks it open with such great force it broke a hinge. A maid got up from a table and ran to his aid. "Towels please," he commanded, "Anastasia is starting to shiver. " The maid took off as Dracula hurried through the rest of the castle. "Gentry!!" he shouted. An old man met him at the foot of the stairs, "Yes sire what can I..." "Is there a fire in her room?" "I beg your pardon sire?" " Is there a fire in Anastasia room?" "Yes sire there is." Dracula hurried up the steps faster than he has ever before. The maid was on his heels and got the door open before he kicked it in as well and broke it. He laid Anastasia on the couch in front of the fire. He snatched the towels from the maid and began to dry her hair. "Can you draw her a bath she feels like ice." "Yes sire." The maid answered and departed. Dracula yank his suit coat off causing buttons to fly and threw it on the floor. He was able to tend to her better. Anastasia looked into his eyes shaking from the cold. "I'm sorry. " "Don't be my beautiful rose, you're going to be okay. " "Don't leave me." She whispered. "Never." She leaned up off the couch and kissed him. Her lips were cold but tasted sweet from the rain. Dracula could smell a sweet scent he never smelled before. Honeysuckle from a cold spring rain. It was her, his Anastasia releasing that scent for the first time. His primal instincts were kicking in unlike never before. He has finally found his mate, his rose, his Anastasia.
Wow that's a beautiful and mystery pome. To be honest I never meet a vampire boy before plus I don't see a real one before I dreamed about it before. But know I always said there are no such thing as vampire if you can't see them it doesn't exist. But I been thinking I wonder if a vampire boy could be Asian type like a Korean that is pretty, cool, handsome plus clear and shiny and so...😊 cute.
Love it! This is a FANTASTIC interpretation of the Monster Dracula! Very well done, it deserves more recognition!
Beautifully said!! 💗
This is beautiful!! Please continue this!!!
Damn, I got goosebumps
Listening to this with my eyes closed makes the world even more beautiful. Now that I'm calm I'd like to say thank you from the bottom of my soul. It's been a rough decade. Although I'm tired, this music and the rain helps prolong the beauty I see in the world. Obviously at times we know how ugly this world can be. So thank you for the beauty in it.❤
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I love how the comment section is filled with positivity and good vibes. Everyone is struggling here but we're all together here, safe. This feels like one well-knit family :))
Good Wishes to all, May you all make it big!
Thank u for bringing that up❤ Very sweet
Thank you :] We all need comments like these ❤
I, too, like what you said 'c.r.m.'......thanks ;-) !!!
Best to you as well stranger may the dark times be vanquished and all of us march into the sun
May God bless your beautiful soul as well ❤❤❤
HONESTLY I would enjoy just sitting there soaking up the atmosphere and imbibing the experience ❤
imbibing is an AWESOME word!! adding that to my favorites list 😁
Me too.
...until a vampire 🧛🏽♀️ imbibes YOU!
First the vampire's castle, then his room, now his garden. I love it!
This is such a beautiful scene, melancholic. The amethyst colouring is stunning, and I love the touches of red, very fitting. I always love the combination of your gorgeous music, and the rumbling thunder and lightning, they blend beautifully, and I love the choir. The soft rain is so soothing, and the atmosphere here is amazing. Thank you so much.🤗🌹💜
Thank you so much, Cat Lover! Always look forward to your beautiful comments 💕
The COUNT has such a beautiful and exquisite GARDEN!
It was at a vaguely autumnal twilight hour that I set out on the voyage I never made. The sky, as I impossibly remember, was tinged by a purplish remnant of sad gold, and the clear, agonizing line of the forest was wrapped by a deathly-colored glow that penetrated and softened the cunning of its contours. On the other side trembled the eastern horizon where a darker air, placing shades of night, hovered like haze on a hot day.
I hope you write stories, because this is lovely.
Despite the things that Dracula has done, he's lonely. Lonely in a big castle with big halls, long hallways and corridors and a lot of books, tired of an endless life
Why am I thinking of Castlevanias Dracula?
@@Byrdstar6423-un3me Yeah it can be him. I think of a Dracula that's less evil who's alone or prefers to be alone alone in a big castle, reading books in his library and sometimes listening to piano music
"once upon a time" was STUNNING!! 🖤❤️
This is literally my first time commenting on RUclips. I just had to say how incredible this is. Gosh… transcending me to another dimension
Thank you for your comment! 💕
may it be the first of many positive comments.
I finished reading the last twenty seven pages or so of Dracula to this and it was very befitting. The air cooked and bugs circled outside as it was about to storm here in Georgia as I finish it as well, sometimes the atmosphere builds so beautifully I could not ask for better ambiance
Cooled* why auto correct even tries sometimes is beyond me
"Stranger." - Calls out a figure, from beneath a nearby gazebo.
With a soft but commanding tone, the Gentleman continues, "Please... Come here... Come in, out of the cold wind and rain. As majestic as storms are, they tend to cool the blood to temperatures that can be quite deadly in these parts."
An odd feeling of safety and familiarity, seems to almost intoxicate you. Pulling you closer to the dimly lit man, which can now be seen holding an elegant lantern.
"Although, uninvited... I must say, I'm pleased to see someone finding some kind of interest in this unkept and decrepit estate." You detect a small warmth in his voice, that seems lighter than the intoxication that is still pulling you nearer. "Hmph, which is not too dissimilar to myself, I'm ashamed to admit..."
As you enter the gazebo, you can better see the Gentleman's fine, but dark clothes, along with his somewhat tired and sickly, but exceedingly handsome face. His composure and pride is both suffocating and demanding, yet without any evident malice.
As you walk close enough to satisfy the pull from within and regain some of your witts, the Dark Gentleman explains, without even meeting your eyes, "You know... I built these gardens for my late wife. She was always so fascinated with all kinds of living things. She somehow, could find a way to bring a new layer of life to everything she touched. Along with a tendency to love things, far more than I thought, they could ever have deserved... Even if..."
A flash of lightning, shows the man's troubled expression and you realise that the intoxication seems to be slowly subsiding. The Gentleman then looks up at the sky wistfully as he continues, "I apologise, as I'm not the host I once used to be. A melancholic, bitter-sweetness, has made me realise how precious life... and even death... really is. All I long for now, is to simply see her again one day..."
The man then lowers his head, and his shoulders sink, swaying the lantern ever so softly. As he continues to focus on the past and his wife, it seems the strange power lessens and lessens. In it's place, creeps a small pang of fear as he continues, "However, after all I have done. I fear, I never again will see her beautiful glow. Her joyous and carefree dancing... Or her heavy, deep blue eyes, that could see more than a monster. More than a man... But what was once a lost child. Cursed and out-casted, to be forever alone."
You begin to muster up the courage to run, but where!? You look around and search for the quickest way out of the garden. The hedge maze just wouldn't do, but the river in the other direction has only one bridge. As you anxiously think, you fidget slightly and one of your shoes slides against the gazebo's dirty floor. The man's head slightly turns in your direction... and all at once, the intoxication washes over you, twice as strong as you remember it. You almost collapse from the mind-numbing safety and comfort.
Only moving his eyes from your traitorous shoe, up your body, to your eyes, the Dark Gentleman continues, "Ah, I must apologise yet again, as I just realised I never introduced myself..."
The man then recomposes himself. Holds the lantern higher and looks deeply into your eyes. As a flash of lightning strikes, he unflinchingly pronounces, "I am Count Dracula."
Placing a hand on your cheek and running it down your neck, he then asks, with an elegantly sadistic grin, "...and who might you be, oh curious, little bird?"
RIP, my dude.
Beautifully written!
@@JhadeSagrav Oh, thank you very much! I appreciate the compliment, as I'm a creative person, but writing has never been a focus for me... But I felt sort of inspired, so I thought I'd give it a bit of a go! 😊
I'm really glad you enjoyed it though! The internet always feel like you're just... I don't know... Writing a message in a bottle and hoping whoever gets it, wants it. 😅
@@j.enantiodromia3940 This is phenomenal!! I love how it pulled me in, had me invested and even sharing some of the same feelings as the stranger in the story. You're awesome!
@@alexandriadiangelo6037 Thank you! I'm really glad to hear it matched some of your feelings! I was hoping it'd resonate with someone! Maybe I really should spend more time writing. ☺
@@j.enantiodromia3940 You should write more, if you feel like it! I love writing all kinds of stuff. I actually was writing some Castlevania inspired stories with this video playing in the background. My focus was more on Alucard being the vampire that the main character met, lol.
I'm writing a haunted house d&d adventure for my friends to this music, thanks so much for uploading! Everyone else in these comments: I hope you all get through whatever you've got going on.
okay I dont comment a lot, but I LOVE this vibe. I've always liked eery and spooky vibes. This music also helps greatly to get me in the mood while writing. Please dont stop making these awesome playlists!
This looks exciting!
Who would have known, that one could find peace in Dracula's Garden. 🖤
Listen!....The children of the night....What a beautiful music they make.....
Words cannot describe how overjoyed I get when I see you've made a new dracula video. I struggle with sleeping every night and this is the only thing that helps me out. Thank you so much!!!
A dream is to actually visit Romania and see Castle Dracul. So pretty and haunting at the same time. ❤
From about 40:00 to 43:00 minutes is magical. My girlfriend and I listen to all of these compositions. I want that particular arrangement to be for our wedding. It’s so good
I play Dracula’s Castle 2-3 times a week, so I’m so excited for this one! I adore storm sounds with haunting music, thank you for these. 🦇🖤
Is game released?
That piano is so very lovely -- like the piano in "Astronomy" (Blue Oyster Cult). One can become lost in such a lovely melody. Being of English and Romanian blood, I truly appreciate this music and where it takes me. I dedicate this music to "L" from Bucharest. Time and the business of this life got between us. Wherever you are, dearest lady, I am still by your side. Nuapte buna, my beautiful one.
Amazing! Reading "Dracula" and listening this - ❤💔
I really admire your music this is 🔥
Side note:Honestly thought this was Castlevania related , but seriously this video is wonderful and I feel so relaxed and calm listening to it
“Moon Phases” is shockingly unique and beautiful! This has such a Gothic springtime feel to it.
I wonder, what do you think about a vampiric ballroom type of ambience? I would love to see your take on that aesthetic 🖤
Thank you so much, Queen Victoria! 💕💕💕 I love that idea! Added it to the list just now!
@@ElementalSoundWorks Aaahhh lovely!! Bless you 🖤🖤
lost memories takes me to a place of great sadness but joy you have a gift God bless
It really is a very relaxing sound, it is the only thing that can give me peace on sleepless nights without being able to rest but at least feel a breather..
My wife plays this every night for bed. Lost memories is stuck in my head. I have been putting together a classical guitar arrangement of it. I really like the tune.
Perfect for reading atmospheric gothic novels and classic horror. Love it!
Thanks!
Thank you so much for the super thanks, Barnee!!! 😊💕
You are SO very, very talented! 💜
I was so happy to see you had this new video coming out , I love Dracula's garden it's so hauntingly beautiful , all of your videos are amazing ...
You’ve done it again! Fabulous ambience 🧛♂️ 🏰 🧛♂️
Wow this is so hauntingly captivating! It puts me in a lovely trance ❤❤❤🙏
The dark ambiance, the brilliance of exquisite layers, the aire of melancholy.... completely sublime! Your talent moves my soul.
This is so beautiful and peaceful. I could listen to this all day.
I’m loving listening to your music when I draw in the evenings. Wonderful selections. Thank you so much. 💕
That Lost Memories reminds me A LOT of the theme from the movie Storm of the Century! Very nice work man
What a way to relax. 😴😴😴😴😴😴😴
Spellbound gave me goosebumps
This was so nice to stumble upon 😊❤
Awsome content for quite and some red wine.
I just stumbled into this video and your channel. This brings out the witch in me that hasn't been out in so long.
Thank you from your newest subscriber.
These melodies do not let fall completely. Thank you ❤️
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Turns out I'm not that cold after all.🤍
Most beautiful❤
All of your videos get me into my best Wednesday Adams, which is where I like to be! Also I enjoy reading historical fiction along with your music, it fits perfectly.
wow, interesting and wonderful dark music!
These are absolutely beautiful. These would make awesome background music for table top rpgs.
I apologize for my grammatical mistake with my comment last year. What I wanted to say was how calming and soothing the atmosphere of Dracula’s garden .This is like going through a journey of dark meditation. It’s quite spooky, but also very soothing and safe.
This is soooo beautiful and peaceful, calming yet intriguing!
Absolutely beautiful
This looks like a title screen for an indie game, just missing the title. Very peaceful yet mysterious atmosphere.
Absolutly Wonderful!
Absolutely love it! Keep up the great work
This is stunning. Being a garden fancier, I never thought of it. Thank you
This song is helping with my writing and letting me get rid of all the darkness that I kept inside.
Outstanding 👏👏 thank you for this new addition
The Final Chant...haunting and exquisite like a royal death. Bravo
Oh my gooodddddd it's so perfect. I always have draculas castle as ambience music home!!!!! Thank you so much
Dracula’s got quite a place on this channel.
Love this !! Being a musician myself (keys/synths) I can really appreciate all the effort that goes into making this music. Surely have become a new sub.
very relaxing great graphics
Reinfield playing the piano for the past few hours on repeat: "my Lord, perhaps-"
The count himself: "I'M NOT DONE SULKING IN THE AMIBENT LIGHTING!"
This gave me nightmares but still this is magnificent! Good work!
this music is enchanting. I love it.
I do not feel despair. To me this my Father calling me home where its safe to be what we are in the realms.
Mesmerizing...... love this.
Can I please get your opinion about the last music that I made?
Eerily beautiful ❤
Thank you so much, Renee! 😊💕
the editing is amazin
Every track in here is incredibly reminiscent of Jeremy Soules's work in The Elder Scrolls.
Thank you
I love these very much thank you for them :)
Me siento importante y poderoso escuchando esta hermosa música.
Gracias
I love this, i used for study and make me feel more concentrated. Thanks you❤
“Listen to them, Children Of The Night…What Music They Make.”
-Bela Lugosi In Dracula (1931)
That’s what popped into my mind when I saw this;
I Love how the background Looks, it’s so pretty with purple and the flams being purple, and Dracula is one of my Favorite Iconic Classic Movie Monsters And My Favorite Vampires (If Anything Dracula is the True Definition of A Vampire).
And in the Dracula (1931) film, Bela Lugosi did a Fantastic Job of playing him, I always associate Dracula with Bela Lugosi’s portrayal because he did a magnificent job.
It's 1 of the COOLEST
Vido,s ❤ (💬👍😏
I had a vary Good night sleep last night
Thanks.
(I wrote this VERY quick. Let me know what you think! Thanks!)
It was my last day... My full last day to appreciate the human life I was blessed with. Seeing the world in an optimistic light, feeling the warm rays kiss my skin. Looking back at my cherished memories, everything felt like it was a dream. Why did I walk away from those moments? I walked away from the life I could've had in my young and naive years.
I felt cold. Ice cascaded against my porcelain skin. Ethereal candlelight highlighted the cobblestone, broken floor. Mirrors... why were there mirrors? I saw my bloody tattered dress, yet I couldn't see my face, hands, bare feet. I was a ghost staring back at a floating shell. My skin felt loose and I could hear my sticky, dry eyelids blink. I just wanted THIS to all be a dream, wake up from this nightmare. My throat was always scratchy and I could never quench my hunger. I just continued to stare at my dress and the candlelight flickering which cast an eerie glow on one extravagant coffin... it wasn't mine, but my maker's.
He promised me a home, a quiet livelihood, but most of all what stroke my fancy... Immortality.
The promise to stay young forever, travel the world, see how others grow, and experience what he's experienced. Love.
At first, my maker saw me as his "only" love, but I should've known he didn't have a soul. His was ripped away just as he did to mine. Reaching out to me, placing tempting thoughts inside my mind, distancing me from my friends and family, taking me into his lair, and waltzing on the roof to be embraced by the moonlight.
My maker, my master, looked deep into my tear-brimmed eyes and shared one more empty promise, his eyes turned brimstone red, and a devil cloaked in black was revealed to me at that moment. Fangs that matched of a viper, tongue forked, and mouth spread wide... The moment when I felt true fear of being swallowed, never to see the light of day again. A dream that brimmed with nightmare fuel. Everything was a blur. I had been swept up into his arms, neck aching, body drained, vision blurry where I wished for the sweet release of death.
Things weren't better. I felt betrayed and watched everyone I love age and die without me. Watched as generations forgot about me. I was erased from the silver engraved family tree. I tried to track down the portrait of my family line and trace the fine edges of silver, but I got burned in the process.
Swept away into the abyss where I ached for an end. I tried to go to a church for the Lord to forgive my sins, to erase the curse... There was no answer, just more burning as I transformed into a beast, slaughtering my hometown in a fit of rage. It wasn't me. The sun was rising as I swayed amongst the dead. I wished for the sun to take me, make God break me for everything I sinned. I remember standing there, catching the sunrise, beautiful orange clashing against a coral pink with baby blue. The rays touched my skin that day and I should've died. I wept after realizing I couldn't die. I returned to my master and asked him, "Why didn't the sun burn me as it does you? Why can I not be killed?"
Chuckling, he clasped the book in his hand, stood up high and mighty from his dark throne, and chuckled, "My dear, you're merely a servant. Renfield needs some help delivering me food and completing other and all necessary tasks for MY well-being."
Back to the present, I watched Renfield clock into the lair and stared back at our half-reflections. Sighing, he muttered, "So, you're the new Dracula victim? Welcome to the end. Let's get to work."
Through the mirror, I stared absently at the coffin cloaked in putrid smoke on the altar.
I thought, "𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢'𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩."
Through my mind also linked with Renfield and my master, Dracula muttered in his deep vampiric slumber, "𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕."
That was beautiful! For something that was written in a short amount of time, you killed it!!! If you aren't one already, you should consider writing novels.
Too many superlatives and clogging up the flow of the narrative with a muddy way of describing events following each other, but great punchline (because it is completely out of style, loved it!).
If you are not familiar with the way Dracula-stories go it is really hard to follow along, but I liked it.
Work on the way you tend to pile up words (and get your languages sorted: the vernacular changes over time/ if you go Shakespearean- stay that way-> for the same character anyway) and we have another great storyteller here!!
The part where you did it deliberately was genius! Now work on the the parts where it slipped up.
Combining horror with great punning is risky, but I think you really have a knack for it. Go for it!
Great setting, I would love to read more.
This makes me feel like i'm playing *V Rising,* chilling in my castle at night, pondering what i'm going to do in the next day
Sooo beautiful!!🔮
Fantastic work, I would totally go to sleep here.
This sort of reminds me of a Resident Evil video game. 🙂
looks like a video game I want to play
Enchanting Beautiful 😭 🖤
had this on repet for 16 hours
thank you beautiful person
New subscriber! 😄
What we do today will be tomorrows memories. Let's make them good ones.
I love this. I imagine Bram stoker's Dracula,or Gerard Butler 2000 Dracula. I love these and listen to them all the time.🎉
Hermosa musica melancolica triste como mi alma
Dios pero que belleza, me encanto, me ayuda tanto a ponerme en ambiente y disfrutar de la paz y la soledad.
Beautiful!!!
Just PerrrrrFect
Thanks ❤
Gosto de ouvir este som de piano melodia .
It's Marvelous 🕯️