Dracula’s Midnight Ride

Hobby/ Stories | Stories, March 28th, 2024
illustration by Manish

“Dracula’s Midnight Ride: A Journey Through the Shadows”

In the dead of night, when the moon hangs high and the stars twinkle with an eerie glow, Count Dracula emerges from the depths of his ancient castle. His dark cloak billows behind him as he strides purposefully toward his waiting carriage, pulled by a team of midnight black horses.

With a flick of his wrist, Dracula commands the horses forward, and they set off into the enveloping darkness. The wheels of the carriage creak ominously as they roll over the cobblestone path, echoing through the silent night like the tolling of a funeral bell.

Through dense forests and mist-shrouded valleys, Dracula guides his carriage, his sharp eyes scanning the shadows for any signs of movement. The night is his domain, and he moves through it with the grace of a predator on the hunt.

As they journey deeper into the night, the air grows colder, and a palpable sense of dread hangs heavy over the land. Yet Dracula remains undeterred, his gaze fixed on the horizon as he presses ever onward.

At last, the first hints of dawn begin to tinge the sky with a faint pink hue, signaling the end of Dracula’s nocturnal journey. With a satisfied smile, he turns the horses back toward his castle, knowing that he will return to the darkness again when the sun has set once more.

And so, under the watchful eye of the rising sun, Count Dracula disappears into the shadows, leaving behind only whispers of his midnight ride through the night. For in the realm of the undead, the night is eternal, and Dracula reigns supreme.

Manish Pushkar Jha
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