FRANKESTEIN (FONTANA) by SHELLEY MARY

The chilling tale unfolds from the icy wastes of the Arctic, where Captain Robert Walton, on an ambitious voyage of discovery, finds a man near death, adrift on a floe. This man, Victor Frankenstein, gaunt and consumed by a profound despair, begins to recount a story so extraordinary and terrible that it compels Walton to abandon his own pursuit of glory.

Victor's narrative begins in Geneva, amidst a childhood blessed with loving parents, a devoted friend in Henry Clerval, and the gentle companionship of his dearest Elizabeth Lavenza, his cousin, whom he cherishes with an almost sacred affection. Yet, even in this idyllic setting, a restless curiosity stirs within him, a fascination with the hidden workings of nature, sparked by the ancient alchemists. This nascent ambition ignites fully when he journeys to Ingolstadt for his studies. There, under the tutelage of enlightened professors, his mind is seized by a singular, audacious goal: to penetrate the very mystery of life, to bestow animation upon inanimate matter. He dedicates himself with a feverish intensity, neglecting family, friends, and his own well-being, to this solitary, unholy endeavor.

Months of clandestine toil follow, spent in charnel houses and dissecting rooms, gathering the grotesque components for his creation. At last, on a dreary November night, he succeeds. A dull, yellow eye opens, a breath stirs in the enormous, stitched-together frame, and life surges through the monstrous form he has assembled. But the triumph is fleeting, instantly replaced by revulsion and horror. The beauty he had envisioned is a grotesque mockery; the creature's watery eyes, shriveled complexion, and straight black lips fill him with an unbearable dread. In that moment of profound disgust, Victor abandons his creation, fleeing his apartment, leaving the breathing, sentient being utterly alone in a world it did not ask to enter.

He falls into a prolonged illness, nursed back to health by the ever-loyal Henry. Just as he plans his return to Geneva, a letter from his father brings news of a fresh horror: his youngest brother, William, has been brutally murdered. Rushing home, Victor glimpses his abandoned Creature in the woods near the crime scene and instantly knows the truth, a truth he dare not voice. His beloved Justine Moritz, a kind and innocent servant, is framed and condemned for the boy's death, a fate Victor feels powerless to prevent, though his conscience screams of his own culpability.

Haunted by guilt, Victor retreats to the desolate beauty of the Alps, where, amidst the majestic peaks, the Creature confronts him. With a voice both eloquent and heart-wrenching, the Creature recounts its own suffering: the agony of abandonment, the terror inspired by its appearance, the cruel rejection by all who encountered it. It tells of watching the De Lacey family, learning language and kindness from afar, only to be met with screams and blows when it finally revealed itself. The Creature, once filled with benevolent intentions, has been warped by loneliness and humanity's prejudice, driven to acts of vengeance by its creator's desertion. It demands one thing from Victor: a female companion, a being with whom it can share its wretched existence, promising to vanish from human society forever if its plea is met.

Reluctantly, Victor agrees and travels to a remote island in Scotland to begin his second, equally repugnant task. Yet, as he works, he is plagued by visions of a new race of devils, of the two creatures procreating and unleashing untold misery upon the world. In a fit of renewed horror and moral panic, he destroys the nascent female before it is complete. The Creature, witnessing this act of ultimate betrayal, vows a terrible revenge: "I shall be with you on your wedding-night!"

True to its word, the Creature strikes. Henry Clerval, Victor's dearest friend, is found murdered, his neck bearing the Creature's tell-tale marks. Victor is wrongly accused of the crime, his mind descending into madness once more. Upon his return to Geneva, he marries Elizabeth, though a chilling premonition hangs over him. That very night, as Victor searches for the Creature, believing himself the target, a piercing scream reveals the true victim: Elizabeth, strangled in their marriage bed. His father, unable to bear such compounded grief, soon follows her to the grave, leaving Victor utterly alone, his family annihilated by the consequences of his ambition and neglect.

Consumed by a singular, all-encompassing desire for vengeance, Victor dedicates his life to hunting his creation across the globe, a desperate, frozen pursuit that ultimately leads him to the very ship of Captain Walton. There, weakened by the relentless chase, he imparts his harrowing confession before succumbing to death. Walton, profoundly moved by the tragic narrative, soon witnesses the Creature himself, mourning over Victor's corpse. The Creature, expressing a profound remorse for its own bloody deeds, driven by the agony of its existence, vows to end its life, disappearing into the vast, unforgiving Arctic night, swallowed by the darkness from which it was born.