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المؤلف: Mary Shelley

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Nothing could be more complete than the alteration that had taken
place in my feelings since the night of the appearance of the
daemon. I had before regarded my promise with a gloomy despair as
a thing that, with whatever consequences, must be fulfilled; but
I now felt as if a film had been taken from before my eyes and
that I for the first time saw clearly. The idea of renewing my
labours did not for one instant occur to me; the threat I had
heard weighed on my thoughts, but I did not reflect that a
voluntary act of mine could avert it. I had resolved in my own
mind that to create another like the fiend I had first made would
be an act of the basest and most atrocious selfishness, and I
banished from my mind every thought that could lead to a
different conclusion.

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