Frankenstein
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Book Name: Frankenstein
Writer: Mary Shelley
Description
So unusual a mishap has transpired that I can’t shun recording it, despite the fact that it is entirely plausible that you will see me before these papers can come into your ownership.
Last Monday (July 31st) we were about encircled by ice, which shut in the boat on all sides, hardly leaving her the ocean room in which she coasted. Our circumstance was fairly hazardous, particularly as we were compassed round by a thick mist. We likewise lay to, trusting that some change would occur in the climate and climate.
Around two o’clock the fog cleaned up, and we viewed, loosened up toward each path, immense and sporadic fields of ice, which appeared to have no closure. A portion of my companions moaned, and my own psyche started to become vigilant with restless musings, when an odd sight abruptly stood out for us and occupied our anxiety from our own circumstance. We saw a low carriage, fixed on a sledge and drawn by canines, pass on towards the north, at the separation of a large portion of a mile; a being which had the state of a man, however obviously of huge height, sat in the sledge and guided the canines. We viewed the quick advancement of the explorer with our telescopes until he was lost among the removed disparities of the ice.
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