Dracula, an unsurpassed host. Wielder of a relentless charm and intelligent wit. A man whose age defies appearance and with an agenda known to none. In secret, he is incorporeal; casting no reflection upon the water nor looking glass. He is the shadow and the mist. The silence in the dark and the eyes forever watching. He is the prowling wolf, the scurrying rat and the soaring bat, lit by the moon. Walk freely into his dwelling and you are forever his. No shackles restrain you, and yet, you are his captive. Bewitched prey led so willingly into an invisible snare, fresh for the feed to follow.
I entitled this image 'Dracula's Guest' to encourage the viewer into the artwork, but also as a nod towards a chapter cut from Bram Stoker's original novel by his publisher. Only to be published later in 1914, two years after Stoker's death, as a short story called 'Dracula's Guest'.