In an age when different minds were not understood and madness was unheard of, Ador Harlow stood as a prodigy among England's young anatomists. Brilliant, and blind to the quiet disorder consuming him from within. His life was meant for study alone, but fate intervened in the form of Catherine Davies, the gentle daughter of the shopkeeper whose upper room he rented in his previous years.
But Catherine found him still. Her letters crossed the miles he tried to put between them. Letters filled with ache, with confusion, with the slow decline of her health. He read them in secret and answered only once. And when death finally overtook her hand, Ador descended from the keep too late, only to watch her life bleed away before him.
What follows is the descent of a man already gone mad upon confinement. Night after night, Ador pursues forbidden studies, unholy restorations, and the possibility of reversing death itself. His obsession drives him to dig up Catherine's body, to craft a new life for her, to bind her to a creation in the closed walls of his keep.
But love remade is never love unchanged.
As Ador's creation opens her eyes to a world she was never meant to reenter, the line between devotion and monstrosity blurs. And in the story's final moments, tragedy will rise from the very woman he finally thought to reclaim, claiming not only the remnants of his sanity, but perhaps all that remains of his humanly soul.
A gothic tale of madness and romance.
where the heart's yearning becomes a mistake,
and the dead are never as silent as we hope.
Inspired by Mary Shelley's Frankenstein
"Don't waste your time on her, guys." Bon scowled at the raspberry haired girl in front of him. "She's nothing but a spoil rich girl."
"Aww, how cruel of you, Rooster-chan." She pouted cutely, feeling excitement bubbling within at the dark aura that surrounded the two-tone headed boy.