[Dracula had piled up a great mass of snow near the gardens and packed it together well. Now, using his claws, he was slowly gouging out a rough outline of a castle. He didn't know why exactly; he had simply grown bored of flying finally, but was loath to return to his quarters. Marishka's company had gone cold and nagging; every time that she saw ( Read more... )

[The scene is the inside of a rather fanciful Mexican dive bar. Dracula, hair down and askew and a sloppy smile on his face, occasionally swings into view as the camera wobbles around. He has a big bone vuvuzela propped on one shoulder and a very squawky bone parrot on the other.]

Drake! I found you a pet! Isn't he charming?

"AWRK! Bite me."

[He ( Read more... )

( Vacation Pictures for Those Currently Needing Eyebleach.... )

 In Romanian:

It was a bad idea anyway. I'm not safe to be around them yet. And it was only a few hours ashore. I will take the opportunity to explore the ship.

In English:

To the gentleman who repaired my light and explained this communications device, pray contact me when you return. There must be wine somewhere in this place even if you have to ( Read more... )