Ahhhh...In this spooky scene,we have three spirited vamps. that are just fiending for Halloween's arrival and thirsty for plasma.I have a strong feeling our friend Voy will appreciate this.Enjoy,if you dare!
well Drac..these verses are making me want to go pick up a copy of that great book.Cheers,P
I'm already managing an old vamp but she has less 'Pamela Anderson' weight on her.
Personally Pietro, I think your creation is better then the original. Must be the B&W used for this creation which I am so fond of!
Heyyy V..Yes me likey 2!Im gonna do a few more of these heading towards Hallos.BnW.Ciao Bro!
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Nice work! From Dracula (1897):
"I was not alone. The room was the same, unchanged in any way since I came into it; I could see along the floor, in the brilliant moonlight, my own footsteps marked where I had disturbed the long accumulation of dust. In the moonlight opposite me were three young women, ladies by their dress and manner. I thought at the time that I must be dreaming when I saw them, for, though the moonlight was behind them, they threw no shadow on the floor. They came close to me, and looked at me for some time, and then whispered together. Two were dark, and had high aquiline noses, like the Count, and great dark, piercing eyes that seemed to be almost red when contrasted with the pale yellow moon. The other was fair, as fair as can be, with great wavy masses of golden hair and eyes like pale sapphires. I seemed somehow to know her face, and to know it in connection with some dreamy fear, but I could not recollect at the moment how or where. All three had brilliant white teeth that shone like pearls against the ruby of their voluptuous lips. There was something about them that made me uneasy, some longing and at the same time some deadly fear. I felt in my heart a wicked, burning desire that they would kiss me with those red lips. It is not good to note this down, lest some day it should meet Mina’s eyes and cause her pain; but it is the truth. They whispered together, and then they all three laughed—such a silvery, musical laugh, but as hard as though the sound never could have come through the softness of human lips. It was like the intolerable, tingling sweetness of water-glasses when played on by a cunning hand."