The year is 1826, and Mary Shelley publishes a depressing fanfic about her own life because therapy isn't a Thing. Come for our wistful longings for her mother Mary Wollstonecraft, stay for that guy we HATE dying in a fire.

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CREDITS: Art by Michael Vincent Bramley. Music by Robare Pruyn. Sound editing by Crutch Phrase Studio.