Las Lugosi's Dracula: The Birth of Evil
Every story has a beginning. Even the story of evil. Hard to believe, but there is a start to everything and this is how Evil got its foothold on humanity. The perfect blend of historical fantasy that tells the tale of how the real life Vlad Dracula, Prince of Wallachia, transformed into DRACULA, the immortal prince of Darkness.
Las Lugosi's Dracula:The Cradle of Evil
What happens when evil rules the world? Does darkness really overtake the light? You get the combination of 1980s Eastern European communist atrocities and the legend of Dracula. Once evil starts, there is no turning back. It must either be killed or it will kill everything around it. That is the true story of Dracula.
From Las Lugosi's Dracula: The Cradle of Evil
The sun is beating down on the pine forest in Transylvania like it always does in the summer time. Maybe this year it is a little harsher than before, but no matter if it is a few degrees cooler or warmer, it is unbearable every summer. Man and beast are equally suffering under the heat. The brutal wave is punctuated occasionally with a down pouring of large quantities of rainwater that soaks everything down to its core. The heat is bone heavy after the rain and makes it difficult to breathe, large quantities of steam rise off the grass as if the entire world was a furnace. But there is still work to be done and people still have to be out and about. Farming is not for the faint of heart and trying to produce food is the number one activity taking up the majority of days. Sometimes it feels as if people are born just to search for food for forty or fifty years then die. But the fields are full of men, regardless of whatever philosophical musings one wants to interject into life, bearing the heat and trying to get usage out of every drop of daylight. Winter will come fast and there will be a lot of snow on the ground, it will be cold and if they are not prepared, families will not survive without being prepared. They prepare with the toils of their labor and they do so every single day. They have to do everything they can now so they can live to see another harvest next year. The farmers are in a difficult position. They not only have to support themselves and their families, but they also have to pay tides to the lords for farming the land, who also live off of the fruits of the labors of the farmers. The lords don’t work. They only command. Even though the farmers own their plots, taxes are levied on them by everyone. Starting with the village scribes, who ensure the important dates are recorded in the church documents such as birthdays and deaths. The average life here means very little and people who are born here usually die here but still, it is important to notate that they had lived. So they have to pay a tax to the church if they want their lives to be notated. It is also important to have the church notate them, so when they die, their heirs can inherit the land. Without a written document, the property of the farmer reverts back to the lord and the King. Then, they pay a tax to the lord, who is the local representative for the King and the Voivode and he provides legal services and armed services to the village. In reality the lord just lives off the farmer, but without him there is no protection from bandits and other undesirable creatures who might roam the land, looking for God knows what. Then there is the County Seat, which is a collection of ...
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