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    frankenstein projections


    Some say they looked on the young man with concern


    when he began buttering brains, charging limp hands with memories. Say you saw the bodies, pierced through with lightning, all to learn


    how to mold himself into the dead, little knowing that to disobey


    the commands of nature and God can only lead to one conclusion.


    Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!The creature was beauty incarnate, enlarged perfection made false through sparks of soul, burning away life and future prospects. Confusion as Victor looked down at himself on the table at an embodiment, a waltz


    teetering through the bitter cosmos of a solitary life, so full of someone else’s imagination. Creatures


    have never looked so human, or so alien. For


    all of his death work he was met in the corridor by his shadow, his living thoughts and features that could only end in woe.