In a silent night, Dark possessed me.
Unmirrored Dead Countess haunted the bewitching forest.
Heavens thrilled when she went towards the gothic castle.
A frightening moon painted of livid glimmers the walls of the silent castle.
And enlarged the shadow of the most fascinating gargoyle's statue.
Then satanic blazes kindles the start of the Dead Countess.
“These Blaze are Rubies” whispered he Demonic Moon.
The Forest Shuddered...
The Countess moved forward her shot dress.
A high door opened.
The neverending corridors were a dismal silencious labyrinth.
Black Candles were dancing in vast, luxurious rooms.
The Countess felt behind her some maleficent presences – Superior than her.
The portraits of warriors and Lords stared at her...
She went down into dungeons as into an offered tomb.
Death-rattles and yells of invisible victims ripped the silence.
She cames forward them...