The Dark Descent of Elizabeth Frankenstein

by Kiersten White

Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay To mould me man? Did I solicit thee From darkness to promote me? —John Milton, Paradise Lost

All my life of surviving, of being someone else’s Elizabeth, had led me here. And what was I left with? Who was I when I was not performing for someone else?

I had accused Victor of creating a monster, but I had done the same.