"William Wilson" is a short story by Edgar Allan Poe, first published in 1839, with a setting inspired by Poe's formative years on the outskirts of London. The tale follows the theme of the doppelgänger and is written in a style based on rationality. It also appeared in the 1840 collection Tales of the Grotesque and Arabesque, and has been adapted several times. Chapters: 00:17 - Opening Credits 00:55 - William Wilson 59:01 - Closing Credits Bandcamp link: horrorbabble.bandcamp.com/album/william-wilson Narrated by Dave Luukkonen for HorrorBabble For more information on Dave, including contact details, follow this link: www.piehole.ca/DaveLuukkonen Music and production by Ian Gordon Support us on Bandcamp or Patreon: horrorbabble.bandcamp.com www.patreon.com/horrorbabble HorrorBabble MERCH: teespring.com/stores/horrorbabble-merch Search HORRORBABBLE to find us on: AUDIBLE / ITUNES / SPOTIFY Home: www.horrorbabble.com Rue Morgue: www.rue-morgue.com Social Media: facebook.com/HorrorBabble instagram.com/horrorbabble twitter.com/HorrorBabble
One of the many things I love about this channel is that every time I discover a classic horror tale I've never heard of, and really want to like, I can come here and find it and I will *always* find a truly outstanding performance. I was truly surprised to find a different reader. And massively surprised to find that I was just as blown away. Welcome Dave! 🎉
there are two of you who read these stories and, as i’ve said before, your voices are so calming. the reason i’m mentioning this is because i was just listening to vincent price read a Poe story - and i just couldn’t stand it. he just drones on and on. it’s ok when he’s in a movie, etc. with other people, but listening to him reading - nope. and so here i am - again with praise. - how monotonous i be :} 🐾. (this guy is good, too :)
I sat at the grave of Poe, in Baltimore, on a dreary and dank day in October, that produced very little rain. The bleakness of thunder rolled overhead and below feet. The heavens met the hells! On this slab of stone, on this obliquely dreadful leaden sky day, with the bust of Poe by my side, I sat in horror. For the wind seemed to call out or should I say crawl out of the bowels of the succumbering Earth! The hideous and vile utterances that berated my ears, sent shivers down my spine and eluded my direction. For it was once only uttered in this vale of wispy white yet chilled cloud engulfing me, so much so that my sight grew feverishly dim. I too sat as stone, unhinged, unable to breathe or to move not a single muscle, except those of my two portuding flaps of skin attached to the oppiset ends of my wretched skull. They listened too, no, in fact they demanded to hear such dissident whispers again. For in all my years at the Poe grave, Ive never heard it again, tho certainly I have tried. The name uttered on that macabre day, William Willson!!!
As a Canadian I was a little disappointed to hear the new narrator was also Canadian. Lol. I couldn't have been more wrong. Brilliant work and possibly my favourite narrator now.
I love his voice!!!! i also am so glad to find something that isn't either the Cthulhu mythos by Lovecraft or any of his protegees, or the old faithfuls: Telltale Heart, The Rats, The Signal man. It seems every channel records the exact same stories. Thank you!
No offense to your feature narrators, but I'm glad you don't do as many features these days, I love this channel for your narration, there's a certain quality to your voice that works so well with horror.
I believe it was the narrator who was a Phantasm of Wilson, his darker side, always living at his expense. It was Wilson who was real, not the other way around.
What version is this from? I can only find a PDF and the text fits 5 words, then again when he says something about heaven and imediatly after that it doesn't fit again.
