Footprints in the trail.
This tale started off as a
simple “let me adapt two tales to make one.” All I did was read the summary of
the book, condensed in the opening of this tale. I then read the work ‘Modern
Prometheus.’ I started the tale with the idea of a Greek tragedy, with the
interaction of monsters and vampires. Vlad ‘Dracula’ Tepes came in on the spur
of my typing at the keyboard. He soon became a character to make the tale more
interesting.
Chief Constable Lestrade and
Watson came in because of my love for the Holmes tales, but I did not add in
Holmes, for it would be racking my mind on how the sleuth could fit in. I did
try later when I mentioned the ‘hound,’ aka the Hound of Baskervilles.
On the Ripper, this
storyline was in a different date year. This was the mid-1800s, and the Ripper
was in 1888. I sort of place it in the mentions here and there.
Lieutenant Sharp was my
version of Lieutenant Sharpe from the Sharpe series. I have gotten the e-books in
the series and watched all the Sharpe movies I could find on YouTube. The
characters were well played by Sean Bean and Daragh O'Malley, with many of the
supporting actors holding their positions on the series. Hakeswill was one
villain you would not mind plunging the bayonet into. My salutations to Bernard
Cromwell.
How did I end the tale here?
I mentioned in my blog when
I was writing this tale, I normally tap the final dot at about 50K words
(minimum novel word count), but the tale grew its own wings, and soon I was at
60K words, and still, it will not end. The words and twists whizzed through my
mind. I kept at it with whatever free time I had (did my medical tests; long
overdue and… well, I am alive here…) and voila, I am done at just tipping the
mark at 85K words.
And it will not be the end
just yet.
There may be, should be,
will be, and surely will be the sequel here.
Mary, the creation, is
‘alive.’
Sven Ducard, as revealed
last, still harbors revenge for the death of Henry.
Elizabeth Muriel, aka Mrs.
Frankenstein, was deemed insane, or maybe not…. Possessed (hint…hint….)
The Theology Society lost
their founding member and may not rest there.
What about the girls who
died there? Mere pranks or forming a new coven?
Briggs; he is a predator of
the flesh, maybe so.
Beelzebub, the uh-huh factor
mentioned in the passages, resurfaced in the end here. Why? Questions that
needed to be answered.
The mansions of Frankenstein
and Carmilla: are there secrets there in that mansion?
And of course, Victor
Frankenstein, creator and son. Well, he is now with Elizabeth and expecting
their first child.
Lots of what ifs” and “could
it be”s are here.
Till then, tallyho, I am
not taking a break. I am to complete my other unfinished tale…. Have you ever
wondered who Mrs. Hudson is in the HOLMES series? Well, one day soon, you may
know my version of her.
Cheers
27/03/2025 11:55am
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