Dracula's Public Opinion

Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road - a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken by another dog, and then another, and the Pass, a wild howling began, which seemed to come from all the gloom of the night.
Bram Stoker. Dracula.


PS. A long time ago I used the same image with my Public Opinion's professor Jaime Dorian Severino. He hated me too much.