Practice Typing

Frankenstein; or, the modern prometheus - Shelley, Mary Wollstonecraft ยท 72 words

Frankenstein; or, the modern prometheus - Shelley, Mary Wollstonecraft

Why do you call to my remembrance, I rejoined, circumstances of which I shudder to reflect, that I have been the miserable origin and author. Cursed be the day, abhorred devil, in which you first saw light. Cursed although I curse myself be the hands that formed you. You have made me wretched beyond expression. You have left me no power to consider whether I am just to you or not. Begone.

Connecting to start your practice session...

Frankenstein; or, the modern prometheus - Shelley, Mary Wollstonecraft | Practice