Revenge Is Best Served Cold

The monster knew that Frankenstien was determined to track him down and destroy him. Follow me, I seek, the everlasting ices of the north, were you feel the misery of cold and frost, to which I am passive( shelley142). The monster knew that the weather and the journey would soon be to much for Frankenstien to bare. The monster wanted Frankenstien to suffer and feel what he felt. Traveling northward, on his journey for revenge, the coldness of the air, the rivers being covered with ice, and the thickness of the snow, still did not stop Frankenstien from what he felt he was destined to do. Cold, miserable, and being alone, the things Frankenstien felt on the outside, is what the monster was feeling on the inside. The monster only wanted to be loved an accepted, but his appearance made it hard for anyone to accept him. The monster hated who he had become, he felt that he, himself was what society had labeled him, a wretch, when really his heart was at once consumed with love and sympathy, and then turned to cold an hatred. Alas! he is cold; he may not answer me (Shelley 153). Frankenstien had died a cold, miserable death. The cold, lonely journey the monster took Frankienstien on, still wasnt enough to compare to having a cold soul, as he did.