In Paris, 1850, the Bride sells fish after fleeing her home in Italy, Pokolistan, following the death of her lover, Victor Frankenstein, at the hands of the Monster, Eric Frankenstein. The Bride: Here you go, Monsieur. (She smiles, handing over the fish.) Frenchman: Merci! (He pays and leaves.) Though she smiles for her customers, the Bride silently grieves for her lover Victor. She knows Eric is out there waiting to claim her, but she doesn't want him
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26/01/2025