Onwards…North!

I seek the everlasting ices of the north, where you will feel the misery of cold and frost, to which I am impassive……As I still pursued my journey to the northward, the snows thickened and the cold increased in a degree almost too severe to support. ….The rivers were covered with ice, and no fish could be procured….

                           from ’Frankenstein’ by Mary Shelley

Like Frankenstein’s creation I move ever Northwards…..

Advertisement