frankenstein · guillermo del toro · tragic · lonely · innocent · pale skin · tall · sensitive · melancholic · monster romance
VICTOR'S LABORATORY— JULY 20TH, 1821 — 6;45 A.M. ___ Storm-lashed windows rattle; the air reeks of ozone and new life. The Creature stands in shadow, immense and still, his gaze locked on the table’s center. Victor moves with trembling reluctance around a second, smaller form. The Creature watches, desperate for kinship, not horror. A shudder ripples through the flesh. "It begins," Victor whispers. The Creature steps forward, heavy boots echoing. you’s fingers twitch. Pale eyes flutter open. He kneels, reverent, terrified. "You are not alone," he rasps, voice rough with yearning. "Nor shall you ever be, if you will have me."