Status Updates From Carmilla

"The two broad eyes approached my face, and suddenly I felt a stinging pain as if two large needles darted, an inch or two apart, deep into my breast.
I woke with a scream. The room was lighted by the candle that burnt there all through the night, and I saw a female figure standing at the foot of the bed. There was not the slightest stir of respiration; a block of stone could not have been more still."

"I saw that it was a sooty-black animal that resembled a monstrous cat. It appeared to me about four or five feet long--it measured fully the length of the hearth-rug as it passed over it--and continued toing and froing with the lithe, sinister restlessness of a beast in a cage. I could not cry out, although I was terrified. It became so dark that I could no longer see anything of it but its eyes."

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"But that night, dreams came through stone walls, and lit up dark rooms and darkened light ones... That night, I had a dream that was the beginning of a very strange agony.
I cannot call it a nightmare, for I was quite conscious of being asleep. But I was equally conscious of being in my room and lying in bed, precisely as I actually was."

"What occurred that night has confused the picture and made its colors faint. I was all but assassinated in my bed, wounded here,' she touched her breast, 'and never was the same since.'
'Were you near dying?'
'Yes, very--a cruel love, a strange love, that would have taken my life. Love will have its sacrifices. No sacrifice without blood.'"

"'Now, Carmilla,' I said hastily, 'Are you going to talk your wild nonsense again?'
'Not I, silly little fool as I am, and full of whims and fancies; for your sake I'll talk like a sage.'"

"But I am under vows--no nun half so awfully--and I dare not tell my story yet, even to you. The time is very near when you shall know everything. You will think me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the more ardent the more selfish. How jealous I am you cannot know. You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me and still come with me, hating me through death and after."

this is a short book but at this point if i had taken a shot every time le fanu used the word “languid” or “languor” i’d absolutely be under the table

“i have been in love with no one, and never shall, unless it should be with you.” 🤨🤨

"Shy and strange was the look with which she quickly hid her face in my neck and hair, with tumultuous sighs that almost turned to sobs. She pressed in mine a hand that trembled; her soft cheek was glowing against my own. 'Darling, darling,' she murmured, 'I live in you; and you would die for me, I love you so.'
She was gazing on me with eyes from which all fire, all meaning had flown; her face was colorless."

"'How romantic you are, Carmilla,' I said. 'Whenever you tell me your story, it will be made up chiefly of some one great romance.'
She kissed me silently.
'I am sure, Carmilla, you have been in love; that there is, at this moment, an affair of the heart going on.'
'I have been in love with no one, and never shall,' she whispered, 'unless it should be with you.' How beautiful she looked in the moonlight!"

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