tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40700669332180762922012-01-25T15:00:44.003-05:00Homage to a shojo manga classic "Poe no Ichizoku" by Moto Hagio, with translation, commentary, and more. These comics about young vampires traveling vast expanses of time have a cult following in Japan, but they have never been translated in English, and are not getting the attention they deserve. <b>For New Visitors: please use the index on the left to start each story from the beginning.</b>Nancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14239128379506076396noreply@blogger.comBlogger2611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070066933218076292.post-76098374506055071252007-09-16T21:15:00.001-04:002007-09-17T23:00:27.206-04:00

//Panel 1//Old Hannah:I must say…//Panel 2//Old Hannah:I had no intention of telling you in such a fashion. //Panel 3//Edgar:You…Edgar:…killed her, didn’t you?…By sucking blood from her neck…//Panel 4//Old Hannah:I didn’t suck blood. I transmitted the Poe life force into her, you see. After all, Frank chose her as his bride…//Panel 5//Old Hannah:The clan’s “richest blood” is imparted during a

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//Panel 1//SFX:WHEEEEHAHAHAHAHABaron Portsnell:Come out, come out, Edgar!Baron Portsnell:If you don’t, I will throw Marybel up into the sky…!//Panel 2//Remy:Shhhh—SFX:GASABoy:Hurry, let’s go!//Panel 3//Edgar:…I…can’t leave.//Panel 4//Marybel:Brother!Marybel:I found my brother!//Panel 5//Edgar:…Put her down!//Panel 7//Baron Portsnell:…Come, then.

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//Panel 1//Edgar:And they suck blood from your neck…Remy:That’s right. They suck your blood, and you die—//Panel 2//Remy:And then the dead come back as vampires…In search of more blood—Edgar:Then the whole place will be crawling with them!//Panel 3//Remy:That’s why we’re going to wipe them out!Edgar:How?Pepe:You drive a stake through their hearts…! When you find them sleeping.Edgar:A stake..Remy:

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//Panel 1//People:Get himDon’t let him escapeKill himKill him//Panel 2//Edgar:Ah, those people…Edgar’s Narration:…Those people…!//Panel 3//Edgar’s Narration:Aah—//Panel 4//SFX:GYAAAWAAA//Panel 5/Edgar:Georgy! Rod! Remy! Pepe!Remy:Wh—what’s this!Pepe:Wait—it’s Edgar from the manor!You startled us.//Panel 6//Pepe:What were you doing? Are you here to see the graves too?Edgar:G-graves!?Remy:He’s not

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//Panel 1//Old Hannah:Calm down! That child will come straight back here.Don’t meddle. He is the child of my manor!Man:Old Hannah!//Panel 2//Man:From the start, I can’t stomach the way you’re handling this. What if the boy were to run off into the village…?Old Hannah:Frank……Bring Marybel here.//Panel 3//Marybel:Hnnnn…?//Panel 4//Marybel:It’s the tall man…Baron Portsnell:Say…let’s go for a walk,

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//Panel 1//Baron Portsnell:WHO IS THAT?!//Panel 3/SFX:CRASH SMASHWAAA!!//Panel 4//Person:A child! It’s a child!SFX:BASA//Panel 5//People:Grab him!He witnessed the rite!Kill him!Don’t let him escape!//Panel 5//Old Hannah:Wait!

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//Panel 1//Sheila;Heading forth togetherGrowing old togetherDying togetherUntil, as one, we turn to dust…!//Panel 4//I hereby transform this woman into one who shares with us eternal life…//Panel 5//Old Hannah:I consign the blood of my direct lineage…my life force…Old Hannah:That you enter into//Panel 6//Old Hannah:Our clan//Panel 7//The Poes……//Panel 11//SFX:CLONK Sheila:AAAAH!

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//Panel 1//Sheila:It’s dark…I can’t see my own footsteps.Baron Portsnell:There’s nothing to be afraid of. This is a rite the clan performs. Baron Portsnell:Now then—//Panel 3//Baron Portsnell:Old Hannah is calling…//Panel 6//Edgar’s Narration:Is that…Old Hannah?Edgar’s Narration:She’s not like the Granny she always is!//Panel 7//Edgar’s Narration:Something’s different here.It’s too quiet. Too

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//Panel 1//Edgar:There are lights burning in the pavilion…Servant:They’re calling forth the members of the clan. That’s where the Poes traditionally hold an engagement ceremony. //Panel 2//Servant:Miss Old Hannah has at least explained the family precepts, hasn’t she? Now, now, time for sleep!//Panel 3//Edgar:Engagement ceremony?Poes?//Panel 4//Edgar’s Narration:I wasn’t invited—because I’m a

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//Panel 1//Marybel:Oh—oh—I like that lady. Please have her be my mommy.Old Hannah:Little one, it’s time for bed. Marybel:Granny can do anything, can’t you? Please, please do it.//Panel 2//Edgar:Come here, Marybel. Marybel:If we have a mommy, we won’t be foundlings anymore. //Panel 3//Old Hannah:So you want to be adopted by the Baron, and go off to the city?You may do that. //Panel 4//Old Hannah:

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//Panel 2//SFX:STOMP STOMP STOMP//Panel 3Pepe:Dad…Bill:Oh, you’re back—hand it over.//Panel 4//Pepe:Hey, Grandma said to keep it in moderation.Pepe:You gotta stop digging up graves!//Panel 5//Bill:OH…OH…WHO THE HELL UNDERSTANDS HOW I FEEL, HUH!Bill:Give me back my wife!!!SFX:SLAMMM!/Panel 6//Boy:Pepe!//Panel 7//Is Bill drinking again?Pepe:As usual!Remy:Hey, Pepe, tonight…/Panel 8//…we’re going

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//Panel 1//Baron Portsnell’s Narration:I brought her straight to Old Hannah’s manor to announce my intention of marriage, then waited for five years, until she would be fully grown. Still, I only had eyes for her. She too…Baron Portsnell’s Narration:…had never hoped on her part to marry into that family—Baron Portsnell’s Narration:So whatever she had given up, it could not compare to losing this

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//Panel 1//Baron Portsnell:Sheila? I’ve loved her ever since she was fifteen. //Panel 2//Baron Portsnell:This sort of thing isn't right, but…Baron Portsnell:When she was sixteen, she was to marry into a certain earl’s family for financial reasons. However—//Panel 3//We both loved each other.Well, on the spur of the moment, we eloped…she threw everything away.//Panel 4//Baron Portsnell’s Narration

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//Panel 1//Baron Portsnell:Sheila!//Panel 2//Baron Portsnell:Old Hannah has agreed to meet you tonight!Sheila:OH!//Panel 3//Sheila:Thank goodness—I…I…//Panel 4//Edgar:What do you mean—‘Old Hannah will meet you tonight’?Sheila:It’s marriage.Permission to marry. Oh, but…//Panel 5//Edgar's Narration:Ahh…//Panel 6//Sheila:Will Old Hannah be pleased with me…?//Panel 7//Edgar's Narration:Oh, I see…//

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//Panel 1//SFX:CHEEP CHEEP CHEEPTWEET TWEET//Panel 5//Edgar’s Narration:She’s so pretty…So pretty.Edgar’s Narration:—I don’t know my mother…—But surely she must have been like this, I wonder…//Panel 6//Sheila:Um, Edgar, what is that cluster of flowers?Edgar:Oh…that…//Panel 7//Edgar:That…those are garlic flowers planted by the idiots from Scotty… Edgar:…who are scared of things like vampires that

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//Panel 1//Sheila:Please don’t be so formal. Let’s chat, shall we?What a charming village.Edgar:There are lots of pretty places around Scotty.//Panel 2//Edgar:There’s a bluejay nest, and a little stream where you can float a water wheel…And some cliffs…if you fell off them, you’d probably die!Sheila:Well now, that’s something!//Panel 3//Edgar:Oh, I’ll take you around tomorrow morning. Sheila:

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//Panel 1//Baron Portsnell:So—it’s true, then! You’re Edgar and Marybel! How many years has it been? How old are you now?Edgar:Now? I’m eleven and Marybel’s seven. //Panel 2//Baron Portsnell:I’ll bet you don’t remember me. All right, then…up you go!Marybel:Wheeeee!Maid:Heh heh, that would be impossible. This gentleman is Baron Frank Portsnell. Edgar:Portsnell……?//Panel 3//Maid:He visited the

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//Panel 1//Sheila:You shouldn’t fight. Don’t you see how you startled your little sister? She’s crying. //Panel 2//Baron Portsnell:Sheila!//Panel 3//Baron Portsnell:The wheel alignment is finally repaired. Please get in…we’ll be at the manor shortly. //Panel 4//Edgar:The…manor?//Panel 7//Baron Portsnell:You are—Baron Portsnell:The two of you are—Edgar:!!In Panel 3, Baron Portsnell uses the word 轍

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//Panel 1//SFX:WAAAAA!SFX:SHRIEK//Panel 2//Edgar:Don’t frighten Marybel, you liar!SFX:SHOVERemy:Hey, you—//Panel 3//Remy:When did I lie, huh?SFX:PUSHEdgar:OW//Panel 4//Marybel:BrotherBrotherEdgar:That’s crazy!Remy:No, it’s not!Edgar:Ouch! You—Remy:Everyone in the village says so!//Panel 5//Sheila:Stop that!SFX:WHA—//Panel 6//Remy:Woo-hoo! Foundling, foundlingFall down, break your neck and die!//

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//Panel 1//Boy:Wha—over there! Oh, damn!Boy 2:Oof, you let it get away! Get ready for the next one—it’s b-i-i-g! Okay—//Panel 2//Remy:Edgar! Help us out here!Edgar:Wait a second!//Panel 3//Edgar:Here you go. Now try it out on the river. Marybel:Uh-huh. //Panel 4//SFX:CHEEP CHEEP CHEEP CHEEP//Panel 5//SFX: GLUG GLUG //Panel 6//Remy:Shee—!//Panel 7//Remy:It’s Old Bill!//Panel 8//Remy:He must be

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//Panel 1//Marybel:Edgar! Edgar!//Panel 2//Edgar:What is it? What? What is it, Marybel, what?Marybel:SOBServant:She spent the whole day looking around for her naughty brother. //Panel 3//Edgar:Oh, sorry, Marybel! I'm sorry!//Panel 4//Old Hannah:…You say they were driving stakes in the forest…?//Panel 5//Old Hannah:Well.//Panel 6//Old Hannah:That’s all right. Let’s forget about what you saw in the

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//Panel 1//SFX:STRIKESHRIEKVillager:Evil spirits, be gone!!//Panel 2//SFX:Ha!Villager:Who’s that!//Panel 3//SFX:RUSTLE RUSTLE RUSTLE//Panel 4//RUSTLE!//Panel 5//Villager:You damned village brats!!//Panel 6//SFX:PANT PANT//Panel 7//Boys:PANT GASP PANTRemy:What a shock!Edgar:Th-that woman was already dead, too!//Panel 8//Remy:--------It’s protection against vampires-------She must have gotten

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//Panel 1//Edgar:L-let’s go back, Remy. Boy 2:I’m…scared.Remy?:Quiet. You can't go back now!//Panel 2//Edgar:That’s the drunkard priest. The Mayor. All the officials from the village.Remy:The woman on the cart—that must be Seb’s young wife, who died in childbirth two nights ago.Remy:They’re not burying her in the cemetary—what could they be doing?Where are they going?//Panel 3//SFX:KARA KARA KARA

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//Panel 1//Marybel:Brother!//Panel 2//Marybel:Brother!Marybel:Ohhh!//Panel 3//Old Hannah:Now, now. Did he leave you behind?Marybel:But he promised he’d make me a water wheel. //Panel 4//Old Hannah:What a bad brother. Don’t cry, don’t cry. When he comes back, let’s scold him, eh?

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//Panel 1//Edgar:Why were we left in the forest?Old Hannah:So you’re old enough to think about such things, now.//Panel 2//Old Hannah’s Narration:I myself wonder. Whose children are you—and from where?Old Hannah’s Narration:You were both dressed nicely. You said your name was Edgar, and that you were four. Your sister Marybel had just been born. You said so yourself. //Panel 3//Edgar:What’s this?

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//Panel 1//Old Hannah’s Narration:------stopped time. Old Hannah’s Narration:So the girl lives on, tomorrowAnd the next dayVillagers:Ready your stakes. Don’t stop praying!Kill them!Kill those evil spirits! Kill them!//Panel 2//Old Hannah:Sleep……Good little children.Keep growing, growing.Old Hannah’s Narration:Her lovely silver hair caressed by the breeze…Old Hannah’s Narration:Forever a young

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//Panel 1//Villager:…They’re saying that the old mistress Hannah Poe from the manor……brought back some children from the forest. How compassionate of her.//Panel 2//Bill:That misty night?That was the night my wife died.Bill:In the forest?! What was that old hag doing in the forest?//Panel 3//Villager:Calm down, Bill!Your wife died from illness, in her very own bed!Bill:SOB//Panel 4//Bill:That’s a

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//Panel 3//Old Hannah:Oh, you’re awake, eh? Little foundling. Edgar:……Where’s Marybel?//Panel 4//Old Hannah:Leda the maid came back with some goat’s milk. She’s feeding her now.You must eat, too. //Panel 5//Old Hannah:You look at me, so astonished.I am Old Hannah Poe. From today, this is your home. //Panel 6//Edgar:……What’s that?Old Hannah:Those are roses. In Spring, they will bloom. //Panel 7//

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//Panel 1//Edgar:MarybelMarybel, Marybel, don’t cry. SFX:WAAAAIIIIILLSOBCRYEdgar:I’m here. Your big brother’s here with you. Don’t cry!//Panel 2//SFX:MURMUR MURMURSFX:CRY CRY CRY//Panel 3//Edgar:……//Panel 4//SFX:RUSTLESTARTLE!//Panel 5//Old Hannah:Well! Here’s the source of all the crying. This way, Leda.

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//Panel 1//Marybel:WAIL CRY WAIL//Panel 2//Marybel:CRY WAIL//Panel 3//Marybel:WAIL WAIL//Panel 4//Edgar:SniffWhy?//Panel 5//Edgar’s Narration:Why?Why?Why?//Panel 6//Edgar/s Narration:Why is it so dark here?Edgar's Narration:Why? Where did they all go?Edgar:Marybel...Edgar’s Narration:Nanny, where are you? Where did you go, Nanny?

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//Panel 1//Edgar:Oh, Nanny! Nanny!Adult:Please, don’t use the knife, all right? If you just leave them there, they’ll die.Hurry! Start up the carriage!SFX:NEIGH//Panel 2//Edgar:Wait, wait! Oh, Nanny, don’t leave us here!Edgar:Nanny, wait!Nanny!SFX:RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE WHIP!//Panel 3//Edgar:Nanny!SFX:WAIL

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Moto Hagio Perfect Selection (萩尾望都パーフェクトセレクション) went on sale last month. So far Vol 1 and Vol 2 are available. All color pages are being reproduced in their full glory! It's very interesting that this anthology starts with Tooma no Shinzo. Is that perhaps more popular in Japan than Poe?Vol. 1 [on sale]Tooma no Shinzo I (トーマの心臓 I)Contains Tooma no Shinzo (Thomas' Heart)Vol. 2 [on sale]Tooma no

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Wow, what a curious epilogue after such an dramatic ending! We are now transported back into the "present" (as this work was published), with the same characters reappearing in a new settings. We will know more about what happens there in later episodes. But for now, let me share a controversy I had about the ending - why did Allan run away from home and decide to join Edgar?The pressure from

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//Panel 1//Professor:It took much time for people to journey in the old days. //Panel 2//Professor:Now, it takes a tiny portion of your lives to span the globe. Space travel was nothing but a dream...//Panel 3//Professor:And now it’s steadily becoming a reality.Professor:In our own Germany...//Panel 4//Professor:That’s it for today!Student:I like Professor Groff!He always wraps things up five

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//Panel 1//Narration:Moments we pass through now and thenWhispering, laughingExchanging glancesNarration:Running, running amongst the people as they weave their dreamsNarration:What might there be at the ends of this flow of Time……

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//Panel 1//SFX:RATTLE RATTLE//Panel 2//Servant:Master Allan! Your Uncle is fine!Servant:Your Uncle is…Master Allan?!//Panel 3//Servant:Master Allan!//Panel 4//SFX:BANAHAHAHAHA//Panel 6//Servant:Was he spirited away on the wind…?

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//Panel 1//Edgar:Me, I’m going…//Panel 2//Allan:Going where?Edgar:Far away.//Panel 3//Edgar:And you, what will you do?…Will you join me?//Panel 5//Edgar:Come.//Panel 6//Come with me. It’s lonely on my own.

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//Panel 2//Allan:Marybel? Where is she?//Panel 3//Edgar:Do you know where people come from before they’re born?Allan:No…Edgar:Neither do I. So I don’t know where Marybel has gone.//Panel 5//Allan:…Before they're born?

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//Panel 1//Servant:Master Allan—wait!Someone:Allan!Aunt:Darling!Margot:Father! Father!//Panel 2//Servant:Master Allan!//Panel 4//SFX:SLAM//Panel 5//SFX:BANGBANGServant:Master Allan!Master Allan!//Panel 6//Servant:Please stay right there; do you understand? Right away, right away, the doctor will be…!//Panel 8//Allan:…Ah…Marybel, Marybel……Someone……Allan:Help me, Marybel!//Panel 9//Edgar:Marybel is

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//Panel 2//SFX:SCREAMAAAAA//Panel 4//Margot:Murder!//Panel 6//Margot:Murder!//Panel 7//Servant:Master Allan!

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Panel 1//Uncle:Regarding the marriage—//Panel 2//The marriage between you and Margot. Rachel was terribly disappointed.//Panel 3//Uncle:Rachel was—Allan:Don’t…//Panel 4//Allan:DON’T TOUCH ME.SFX:SHOVE//Panel 6//SFX:SCREAM

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//Panel 1//Uncle:ALLAN.//Panel 5//Uncle:Wait. I want to talk to you…Allan. I’ve just spoken with Rachel.

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//Panel 1//Uncle:You know, Rachel, it’s best if you speak to him yourself. He’s still a boy, after all.Uncle:He doesn’t understand. Not about business, or any of it!//Panel 2//Mrs. Twilight:Don’t grip me so tightly. My chest will start hurting again. Uncle:Will you speak to Allan for me, darling?//Panel 3//Mrs. Twilight:All right, dear, I will. Uncle:I’m counting on you, darling.//Panel 5//SFX:BAN

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//Panel 1//Edgar’s Narration:Curtains. It's all over!I’m free now.I'm alone in this world. Edgar’s Narration:No need to go onFor Marybel’s sake, to protect her. No need to go on……//Panel 2//Servant:Master Allan.Is it alright for you to be out of bed?//Panel 3//Allan:Ah. My fever’s gone. //Panel 4//Allan’s Narration:I’d better tell Mother; otherwise she’ll worry. //Panel 5//Allan’s Uncle:Allan…

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//Panel 1//Bystander 1:An accident!Bystander 2:It’s awful!Edgar’s Narration:FarewellFarewellBystander 3:What a mess. Traveling this blind curve downhill at such a speed!//Panel 2//Bystander 1:One person fell beneath the carriage. I saw it!Bystander 2:Liar! No one’s there.Move that out of the way.Edgar’s Narration:Farewell, ties to my distant past…//Panel 5//Edgar:Huh…//Panel 6//Edgar:Ha

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//Panel 1//Edgar’s Narration:Ahh, at least for me…Baron Portsnell:Sheila—SFX:PSSSSSTTT//Panel 2//Driver:AAH…//Panel 3//SFX:CLONK//Panel 4//SFX:WHIP//Panel 6//Baron Portsnell:WAAAAA—Baron’s Narration:My wifeMy loveThose who shared my destinyIn Edgar's line from Panel 1, which is repeated from the last panel of the previous page, the implication is that at least for Edgar, he had one singular

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//Panel 1//SFX:SMASH!SHATTER!//Panel 2//Edgar’s Narration:Why are we alive?If only I knew!//Panel 4//Edgar’s Narration:There's nothing we create, or give birth to. //Panel 5//Edgar’s Narration:Nothing we pass on to later generations.//Panel 6//Edgar’s Narration:Why do we live on and on like this?//Panel 7//SFX:STUMBLE!Edgar’s Narration:At least for me…

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//Panel 1//Edgar:This is the pistol you used to shoot Marybel.//Panel 2//Clifford:Evil spirit…! Be gone! You don’t exist!//Panel 3//Edgar:We do exist. For much longer than you do……Do you have any last words?//Panel 4//SFX:RUMBLEClifford:Be gone! Why on earth are you demons here?!//Panel 5//RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE Clifford:Why on earth are you alive…why do you exist? You demons!If I were directing

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//Panel 1//Bike:Do something about those wet clothes! I’ll put Miss Jane to bed. After that, you’ll explain to me what is going on here!Clifford:I welcome the chance! After all, Jane saw it too.Clifford:Even Dr. Caster would have to believe it.//Panel 2//Bike:Believe? Believe what!Clifford:Believe in demons!//Panel 3//Dr. Caster:Has he gone mad? Bike:It can't be!//Panel 4//SFX:CREAK//Panel 5//

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//Panel 1//Dr. Caster:Jane? What’s wrong?Bike:Miss Jane!Clifford:Jane!Clifford:She’s only fainted from the shock!//Panel 2//Jane:Aah…aah…aah//Panel 3//Jane:SCREECHAAAAHSHRIEK//Panel 4//Clifford:Grab pitchforks and stakes! Raise up your crucifixes!Bike:Clifford.Clifford:Crush those demons!//Panel 5//Clifford:Those demons!It's odd how in Panel 4, Clifford himself looks like a stereotypical

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//Panel 1//SFX:BAZA//Panel 4//Clifford:Jane!//Panel 5//Dr. Caster:What’s going on? What’s all this noise?!SFX:SLAMClifford:Jane saw it too!

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These still-unfamiliar characters will play a large part later on...

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//Panel 1//SFX:RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLEJane:Marybel!//Panel 2//Jane:What are you doing, Marybel? Fetch the cross!//Panel 3//Jane:Pick it up!//Panel 5//Marybel:Edgar! Edgar!

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//Panel 1//Jane:Jean…why…you…what’s going on?…Such…Clifford:I killed Sheila!//Panel 2//Jane:GASP//Panel 4//Jane:Jean! That’s a gun for warding off evil spirits!Clifford:Exactly.//Panel 5//Clifford:It should be loaded! With silver bullets!Jane:Jean! Please! Calm down and look at me!Jane:You don't know what you’re saying!//Panel 6//Clifford:The house on the cape is occupied by a family of demons!!

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//Panel 1//Jane:Jean!SFX:RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE//Panel 2//Clifford:JANE, GET AWAY FROM HER!//Panel 3//Jane:………Jea—

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//Panel 1//Jane:Now, now, everything's fine. Just stay like this. You’re scared of lightning?Marybel:Yes. I hate it. The flash…the flash of light…//Panel 2//SFX:RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE//Panel 3//Jane:Such pretty curls…//Panel 4//Jane:Oh, I’m no match for Lady Sheila.Jane:You take after your mother, and will grow up to be a lovely woman. //Panel 5//Jane:Oh dear. I’m whining yet again.Marybel:…about

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//Panel 1//Baron Portsnell:The bubble’s burst. Look what has happened to Sheila!Baron Portsnell:And if we run up against a massive wave of local citizens? What will we do?Baron Portsnell:Scythes…stakes…crosses…people screaming!//Panel 2//I’ve seen that specter countless times!You must remember when Old Hannah died. //Panel 3//Edgar:Marybel!//Panel 4//Mother, where is Marybel?!//Panel 6//Marybel:

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//Panel 1//Baron Portsnell:……Get me a cloth!//Panel 2//Edgar:Horrible. She’s cut wide open from the left shoulder to her chest. Sheila:…Cliffo…//Panel 3//Baron Portsnell:Clifford?//Panel 4//Baron Portsnell:That doctor? …The doctor?Baron Portsnell:Sheila! Did he detect…?Sheila:Yes.//Panel 6//Edgar:There’s at least one person who believes in folk tales.Baron Portsnell:We’ll leave this place

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//Panel 1//Edgar:…!SFX:ZA ZA ZA ZA ZA ZA//Panel 2//Baron Portsnell:What is it, Edgar?Edgar:The door…I don’t know, but—//Panel 3//Edgar:It can’t be…Allan?SFX:CREAK//Panel 4//Edgar:FATHER!//Panel 5//SFX:CRASH

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//Panel 1//SFX:ZA ZA ZA ZA ZAAgain, the distant sound of driving rain. Edgar looks peaceful, entirely unaware of what is about to unfold...

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//Panel 1//SFX:FLASHGASSHAN//Panel 4//Did she escape? Or…//Panel 5//Did I finish her off?

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//Panel 1//Clifford:I must destroy…this is my duty.//Panel 2//Sheila:Aah!Clifford:This…phantom…//Panel 3//SFX:BAZA//Panel 4//Clifford:Ooo//Panel 5//SFX:ZAZA

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//Panel 2//Allan’s Narration:Do you believe in folk tales?//Panel 3//Edgar's Narration:Excuse me, Dr. Clifford.//Panel 4//Bike's Narration:Who knows? They’re vampires!Bike's Narration:Miss Jane loves you from the bottom of her heart. //Panel 5//Clifford’s Narration:Her pulse is dead.Sheila:How will you explain this to Jane?Clifford’s Narration:No blood circulating at all. She’s not human. Not

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//Panel 5//Clifford’s Narration:NO PULSE…!!Sheila:Ah…ah…//Panel 6//Jane:What a shame……Your mother may have gotten drenched.In a much earlier scene, Baron Portsnell had sharply reprimanded Edgar and reminded him of things he must never forget in order to pass himself off as human (reflecting in mirrors, making sure to fabricate a pulse when necessary, and so forth). So it seemed strange that a

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//Panel 1//Clifford:Jane?Sheila:Yes. In blue she is quite……SFX:CRACK SHRIEK!//Panel 2//Clifford:It’s all right. Don’t worry. Clifford’s Narration:SheilaYour cheeks are pale. Long eyelashes, lips—//Panel 3//Clifford's Narration:Right now I am holding her in my hands.The woman I’ve wanted so badly. Why…even for an instant…//Panel 4//Clifford’s Narration:…did I suspect anything diabolical of her?

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//Panel 1//Baron Portsnell:Draw the curtains, Edgar. I just don’t like that flash of light!It pierces my eyes!(SIDEBAR NOTE:)In some areas which practice Christianity, it is believed that God’s wrath strikes an evil person dead with a bolt of lightning. //Panel 2//Edgar:I like it. It gives me chills, though. //Panel 3//Edgar:So Marybel and Mother went out to shop for hats?Baron Portsnell:Old Dr.

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//Panel 1//Sheila:ShriekSFX:CRACK!//Panel 3//Sheila:I left my carriage to cut through the beach.Clifford:There’s a hut over there. //Panel 4//SFX:FLASH//Panel 5//SFX:RUMBLE RUMBLEFLASH

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//Panel 1//Clifford:Lady Sheila!//Panel 2//Sheila:Hello……Are you back from visiting patients? We run into each other so often.//Panel 3//Clifford:The clouds are moving quickly. We’d better hurry.//Panel 4//SFX:CLAP

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//Panel 1//Jane:My home is close by. Why don’t you rest there?Sheila:Why, to bother you like that……oh, well.I’ll use this chance to bring the hat over to you. I won’t be long……//Panel 2//Jane:But Lady Portsnell! You shouldn’t……Sheila:Not at all. After all, I’ve found someone who suits the feathered hat so well. I couldn’t let this chance slip away.I will be back quickly, then!//Panel 3//Jane’s

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//Panel 2//Sheila:Lift up your hair…//Panel 3//Sheila:Pull it back a bit tightly in the traditional style.…No, not the green…that’s it, the blue suits you.Jane:Um…But whatever I wear looks unbecoming.//Panel 4//Sheila:Nonsense! There is no such thing as an unbecoming young lady. Let’s start by fixing your hair.For the latest style in bustlesOf course a narrow waist, and enhancing the bosom…!

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//Panel 2//Clifford:……Hahaha//Panel 3//Sheila:Oh!Jane! It’s been a while!//Panel 4//Sheila:This is my daughter Marybel. She begged me to let her come along. Are you also shopping for a hat?Jane:……Yes.//Panel 5//Sheila:Oh, Jane, shall we help each other out with our purchases?Shopping! This is what a woman’s privilege is. Let’s go. //Panel 6//Jane’s Narration:Oh no. I'd merely be serving as a foil

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//Panel 2//Clifford:……I don’t know. I’ve never seen one. But I believe in spirits. As a child, I saw one often. Allan:Spirits!?//Panel 3//Clifford:Even in daylight I could see one, you know……With a narrow face and long, black hair……Much later, I realized that it was my mother. What strange talk. //Panel 4//Allan:Were you frightened?Clifford:Even in the daylight I was scared. Though I can’t

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//Panel 1//Clifford:Oh…//Panel 2//Edgar:Are you examining the patient now, Dr. Clifford?//Panel 3//Clifford:Ah……uh…y-yes…Edgar:Then I should be going home. We’ll meet again at school. //Panel 4//Edgar:Excuse me, Dr. Clifford. //Panel 5//Clifford’s Narration:I have goose pimples……what is this?SFX:SLAM!Clifford:……Clifford’s Narration:……This eerie coldness……!//Panel 7//Allan:Do you believe in folk

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//Panel 1//Allan:You came…//Panel 2//Marybel’s been terribly worried. She insisted I come visit you. //Panel 3//Allan:My throat’s slightly sore, when I talk, that’s all. Edgar:That’s not good…//Panel 4//Allan:But the fever’s gone down……//Panel 5//Allan:Tomorrow I’ll be up and about. //Panel 8//SFX:SLAM!The last panel on this page is incredibly shocking and sudden. It is not until reading on into

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//Panel 1//Marybel’s Narration:Will you go with us, traveling through time? Allan.Allan’s Narration:NoNoI don’t like it, don’t speak to meAllan’s Narration:Who’s that over there?Who’s that over there?Allan’s Narration:I’ll give you everythingI’ll give you everythingTake it and go away, MargotAllan’s Narration:You think I don’t know. Edgar, you’re a vampire. //Panel 2//Clifford:It’s an ordinary

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//Panel 1//Marybel:Allan! Will you go with us, far away?//Panel 2//Marybel:Far away, traveling through time?//Panel 3//Allan’s Narration:Traveling through time?//Panel 4//Servant:Welcome home, Allan…!

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//Panel 2//Allan:I’m serious! Truly! Your promise is good enough……! Marybel…!//Panel 3//Allan:Two years, four years from now, it’s fine. Please, just promise me now……Once you’ve grown up a bit…Marybel:That’s……impossible……//Panel 4//Allan:WHY!?//Panel 6//Allan:I’m sorry! I got ahead of myself, all of a sudden…sorry to upset you…/Panel 7//Allan:But it is true that I love you. ……I love you.

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//Panel 1//Allan:Where’s Edgar?Marybel:Huh?//Panel 2//Allan:Edgar! Is he here?Marybel:No. He’s not yet back from school.//Panel 3//Marybel:I’ll bring a cloth. You should dry yourself off.Allan:NO. STAY WITH ME.//Panel 5//Allan:I’m sorry. You’ll get soaked.//Panel 6//Marybel:What’s wrong? Did something happen?//Panel 8//Allan:If I propose, will you be angry?

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//Panel 6//SFX:TAP TAP TAP//Panel 7//Marybel:Allan!

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//Panel 1//Allan:No thank you!//Panel 3//Margot:Eh! What’s the matter? I was just trying to console you!//Panel 4//Margot:What’s that expression on your face? You ought to be happy, getting kissed by a such beauty! //Panel 5//SFX:CRASH BREAK

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//Panel 1//Allan:I won’t!Uncle:Wait! Is there something about Margot that’s lacking!Don’t you understand that I’m doing this out of concern for you, who are about to become an orphan!Margot’s mother:Dear…//Panel 2//SFX:SLAM!Uncle:Allan—you ungrateful son!Margot’s mother:That won’t do. Right now you should be soothing him…//Panel 3/Margot:Why not simmer down? Father’s made up his mind, you

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//Panel 1//SFX:CLICKAllan:Uncle, you wanted to speak with me?Uncle:Well, now. Come here, Allan. Last night was very difficult.Although we can relax for the time being……//Panel 3//Uncle:Rachel will not be with us much longer. It’s a painful situation, but……For a long time now…//Panel 4//Uncle:I’ve been saying this. Of course Rachel is in full agreement……//Panel 5//Uncle:How would you feel about

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//Panel 1//Marybel:What are you doing, Edgar?//Panel 2//Nothing…come here. The rain is falling on the ocean. It’s a pretty sight. //Panel 4//Marybel:Nothing unusual, but still it’s mysterious……Edgar’s Narration:Life……Life amidst those waves……//Panel 5//Edgar’s Narration:Born of water…passing through time and dying…returning to waterComing to life anewOn and on, for eternity//Panel 6//Edgar’s

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//Panel 1//Clifford:That boy looks like he won't last as long as his mother.Dr. Caster:At any rate, whatever happens, children can go on. //Panel 2//SFX:SLAM//Panel 3//Allan's Narration:Anyhow, it's safe for now. Thank you, Lord. //Panel 5//…I’m sorry. Did I wake you?//Panel 7//Mrs. Twilight:ZZZZZ

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//Panel 1//Allan’s Narration:Someone stay with me. I can’t bear this on my own……//Panel 3//SFX:CREAK//Panel 5//Clifford:You were here the whole time?! Without sleeping?Allan:Can I go inside?//Panel 6//Clifford:Listen. Your mother’s heart is very weak.//Panel 7//Allan:How many more days…?Clifford:I don’t know. It should be safe for now. //Panel 8//Clifford:If she suffers a major seizure—Allan:……

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//Panel 2//SFX:CLICK//Panel 3//Servant:Your uncle is home; he's in the salon with the others.Allan:Well, then, I’ll stay out of the salon. //Panel 5//Mrs. Twilight’s Narration:…Allan …//Panel 6//Mrs. Twilight’s Narration:…Allan.…Oh Allan, you’ve become the very image of your father……//Panel 7//Mrs. Twilight’s Narration:Come stay by my side. So I won’t mind whenever the Lord comes calling for me.

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//Panel 1//SFX:ZA ZA//Panel 2//Servant:Master Allan!//Panel 3//Allan:How is Mother?Servant:Right now the doctors are……Allan:What’s going on?//Panel 4//Servant:Please don’t enter her room…Master Allan!//Panel 5//Allan:……SFX:CLICK

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//Panel 1//Allan:What do you mean, sulking……?Edgar:But then when I got home, Marybel was cross with me. She wanted to come along!//Panel 2//Allan’s Narration:……Was last evening just a dream? //Panel 3//Edgar:So next time you must come visit! ……Marybel’s expecting you……Allan’s Narration:Blue eyes, almost glistening……Lips red like blood.……Was it just a vision brought on by the mist?//Panel 4//Edgar

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//Panel 1//Edgar:Is this a gift?!? Then you’re not angry about last night. //Panel 3//Edgar:Thank goodness! You pushed me away so I thought, surely…A cross…thanks! I’ll treasure it. Allan:……//Panel 5//Allan:Yesterday, you……you were strange…!Edgar:……/Panel 6//…It’s just that…I just thought I’d give you a kiss.//Panel 7//Allan:On the neck?Edgar:…Don't you see? I was kidding around because you

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//Panel 1//SFX:RUSTLE RUSTLE RUSTLE//Panel 2//Edgar:Good morning, Allan!Allan:……//Panel 5//Edgar:……?//Panel 6//SFX:SPARKLE

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//Panel 1//Baron Portsnell:Don’t be afraid of incantations, crosses or church steeples.Such things are merely symbols. As a matter of fact, this morning I attended church.//Panel 2//Marybel:Edgar, you’re back!//Panel 3//Edgar:Ah…Marybel. I’ll be right up. //Panel 4//Baron Portsnell:That’s what’s frightening…faith.//Panel 5//Baron Portsnell:A blind faith that rejects all heretics, ourselves

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//Panel 1//SFX:SLAMEdgar:We've been found out!//Panel 3//Baron Portsnell:Did you let them escape?Why didn’t you finish the job?//Panel 4//Edgar:That’s not important—we ought to leave this place…right away. Baron Portsnell:Edgar!Calm down. Take a seat.Who is this? …Your friend? What happened?//Panel 5//Edgar:I aimed for…directly beneath his ear……he pushed me awayBaron Portsnell:It’s the softest

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The previous page is what I believe is the end of the October installment of the 4-part story "The Clan of the Poes," as it was originally serialized from September to December 1972 issues of Bessatsu Shojo Komikku. As you can see from the cliffhanger ending of this last segment, Edgar has inadvertently and clumsily revealed his intentions to Allan, which should lead to a very sudden change in

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//Panel 1//Allan:Their line is gone out through all the earth,SFX:SWOOSH//Panel 2//SFX:RUN RUN RUNAllan:…and their words to the end of the world.//Panel 3//Allan:Cleanse thou me from secret faults.CleanseSFX:RUN//Panel 4//Allan:Cleanse…Cleanse…Cleanse…//Panel 5//Allan:Aaah!This is from Psalms 19.1

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//Panel 2//Edgar:Don't run away…I won't do anything.//Panel 4//Allan:…The heavens…//Panel 5//Allan:The heavens declare the glory of God…and the firmament…sheweth…his handywork…Day//Panel 7//Allan:…Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge.…There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard.

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//Panel 1//Allan:Aah…//Panel 2//SFX:SHOVE//Panel 6//Edgar:Allan.//Panel 7//Edgar:Allan.Don't be shocked. It's nothing.

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//Panel 1//Edgar's Narration:So, once again, will you try to set your claws into a loved one//Panel 2//Edgar's Narration:to add to this cursed clan?//Panel 3//Allan:What's going on with your sister?Edgar:Marybel? She's at home. //Panel 4//Allan:…You should have brought her with you. SFX:KICK//Panel 5//Edgar:Heh hehAllan:Wh-what? Why are you laughing like that!//Panel 6//Edgar:My Prince, you

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