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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Frankenstein by Mary Shelley: from the grave, and forced to destroy all that was dear to me.
Day dawned; and I directed my steps towards the town. The gates
were open, and I hastened to my father's house. My first thought
was to discover what I knew of the murderer, and cause instant
pursuit to be made. But I paused when I reflected on the story
that I had to tell. A being whom I myself had formed, and endued
with life, had met me at midnight among the precipices of an
inaccessible mountain. I remembered also the nervous fever with
which I had been seized just at the time that I dated my creation,
and which would give an air of delirium to a tale otherwise so
utterly improbable. I well knew that if any other had communicated such
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