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  • Moon Shadows

    PrologueThe wind was rushing by me as I run through the trees to the safety of my home. I could hear twigs snapping from behind me as I ran.The creek ...

    • Novel / Chapter
    • Fantasy
    3 min read


The day, which was one of the first of spring, cheered even me by the loveliness of its sunshine and the balminess of the air. I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein