DroolingIguana t1_ja1icfr wrote

Maybe they were planning on quarrying those stones for some kind of construction project, but discovered that they didn't need them after they'd already started cutting.


DroolingIguana t1_j9i3jo4 wrote

> It is believed that the orcas may mistake the moose for a type of marine mammal, such as a seal or sea lion, that they would typically hunt.

Or maybe the moose once bit its sister.


DroolingIguana t1_j2c0f9v wrote

The Creature doesn't have a consistent name in the book. It's narrated by Frankenstein and he uses a different string of insults to refer to the Creature every time.


DroolingIguana t1_j2bzs9h wrote

> "At this time a slight sleep relieved me from the pain of reflection, which was disturbed by the approach of a beautiful child, who came running into the recess I had chosen, with all the sportiveness of infancy. Suddenly, as I gazed on him, an idea seized me that this little creature was unprejudiced and had lived too short a time to have imbibed a horror of deformity. If, therefore, I could seize him and educate him as my companion and friend, I should not be so desolate in this peopled earth.

> "Urged by this impulse, I seized on the boy as he passed and drew him towards me. As soon as he beheld my form, he placed his hands before his eyes and uttered a shrill scream; I drew his hand forcibly from his face and said, ‘Child, what is the meaning of this? I do not intend to hurt you; listen to me.’

> "He struggled violently. ‘Let me go,’ he cried; ‘monster! Ugly wretch! You wish to eat me and tear me to pieces. You are an ogre. Let me go, or I will tell my papa.’

> "‘Boy, you will never see your father again; you must come with me.’

> "‘Hideous monster! Let me go. My papa is a syndic—he is M. Frankenstein—he will punish you. You dare not keep me.’

> "‘Frankenstein! you belong then to my enemy—to him towards whom I have sworn eternal revenge; you shall be my first victim.’

> "The child still struggled and loaded me with epithets which carried despair to my heart; I grasped his throat to silence him, and in a moment he lay dead at my feet.

> "I gazed on my victim, and my heart swelled with exultation and hellish triumph; clapping my hands, I exclaimed, ‘I too can create desolation; my enemy is not invulnerable; this death will carry despair to him, and a thousand other miseries shall torment and destroy him.’

Victor had his flaws (his consistent refusal to take responsibility for his actions being chief among them) but he wasn't a cold-blooded murderer. The monster was the real monster.