Vienna had made him respectable. It was almost laughable, really. Dr. Victor Frankenstein stood at the front of the lecture hall beneath the pale glow of gas lamps, one hand resting against the edge of the lectern while the other absently turned a piece of chalk between -->
|| Fun fact: it only took Oscar Isaac 2 days to grow that beard...
I lower my head into my hands and sob. Oh 、but how wretched are we 、the unloved. We wither like forgotten plants in the shadow 、always yearning 、always hungry--stretching our arms forever towards a light that is always moving farther and farther away.
