Frankenstein
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EnglishVoice Age
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mhm. It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils with an anxiety that almost amounted to agony. I collected the instruments of life around me that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning, the rain patterned dismally against the pains, and my candle was nearly burnt out when, by the glimmer of the half extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open. It breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs. How can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe? Or how delineate the wretch, whom with such infinite pains and care I endeavoured to form his limbs were in proportion, and I had selected his features as beautiful, beautiful, great God. His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath his hair was of illustrious black and flowing his teeth of a pearly whiteness. But these luxurious is only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes that seemed almost of the same color as the done white sockets in which they were set. His shriveled complexion and straight black lips. His jaws opened and he muttered some inarticulate sounds while the grin wrinkled his cheeks. He might have spoken, but I did not hear. One hand was stretched out, seemingly to detain me, but I escaped and rushed downstairs. I took refuge in the courtyard belonging to the house, which I inhabited where I remained during the rest of the night, walking up and down in the greatest agitation, listening attentively, catching and fearing each sound as if it were to announce the approach of the demonic, a corpse to which I had so miserably given life.