-www.scenetime.com-the.bride.of.frankenstein.1935

Dr. Henry Frankenstein stared at his creation. Not the first one—the lumbering, heartbroken giant who now watched from the shadows. This was the second. The Bride .

He touched her arm.

The Monster’s face crumbled. In that single, sharp hiss, he understood the most brutal truth of creation: you can build a body from the dead, but you cannot command a soul. -www.scenetime.com-The.Bride.Of.Frankenstein.1935