Report, if you have a problem with this page“ He pushed a finger through the surface of the water to trace the outline of her mouth. Ethereal bits of flesh floated loosely about his knuckle and nail. Then, calmly, he pulled her body up out of the tub and into his arms. He placed his lips on hers, now as cold and dead as his own. ”
P.J. Parker
From : Fire on the Water: A Companion to Mary Shelley's Frankenstein
