
"There is hardly a foot of soil in all this region that has not been enriched with the blood of men, patriots or invaderrs". Dracula, chaper 3
Vaggelis Fotiadis, 18, took up our Romanian colleague’s suggestion and wrote a few pages from Dracula's diary. No dates -the Count is Timeless- no gruesome details -he remains a nobleman, despite being a villain. Click on the picture to see the diary in Greek. This is the Library translation:
Σελίδες από το ημερολόγιο του Δράκουλα, από το Βαγγέλη Φωτιάδη. Πατήστε στην εικόνα για το κείμενο στα ελληνικά.
"My name is Vlad Tepes and this is my story. I have been blessed or cursed, with what humans call immortality. Why mortals wish for it is beyond my comprehension. I cannot deny it is a privelege to be able to watch the beginning and the end of others. But what would these vain people say if they experienced TIME as I do? Their poor minds simply cannot conceive the notion of this “gift”.
Once, when I too was wrapped in my mortal coil I could not forsee what was in store for me. I can still see my beloved materializing from specks of dust in the moonlight only to vanish as I reach for her. I too have loved. I was happy by human measures. Now the loneliness is insufferable. It is the price to pay for eternal existence.
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On the ship
Is there anyone out there able enough to understand a creature like myself? Can I hope for some feeling of sympathy for my plight except the loathing I am doomed to arise in others? I have crossed the river of Time with success by nowhere have I found happiness. Nothing can relieve my entrapped soul except precious blood that allows me to linger on until my next meal. People hate me for it.
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In London
Yes, I must suffer the hatred of my inferiors, I, Vlad Tepes, a knignt of the order of Dracul! But would my enemies destroy an animal simply for hunting down and killing its prey, as it is in its nature to do? People like Van Helsing and his ridiculous lot make me angry. No! Furious is the word.
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Back at my homeland
I have been the cause of utmost misery to other humans. But I only give what was offered to me. Many are the moments I have pondered on my own existence. Am I still here as a mere whim of Fortune?
Sometimes I wish someone would release me from my undeathness. Only then could I find peace."
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