15 discoveries later
Which one keeps calling?
Choose a stream to follow and continue in Read, or shuffle the shelves for another flight.The strange case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
A mangled body in the lane—and a sealed envelope bearing Mr. Utterson's name; how did his name come to be on that doomed letter?
Robert Louis StevensonWuthering Heights
He refuses to yield Catherine to 'duty'—he will force an interview, consent or refusal be damned.
Emily BrontëWuthering Heights
He insists he disturbed nobody; being near her at last gave him the ease he'd been denied.
Emily BrontëWuthering Heights
He met my eyes so fierce I thought him alive—then the rain‑wet face and the hand on the sill proved he was dead.
Emily BrontëWuthering Heights
He boasts of corrupting a child—taking pride in turning promise into brutishness becomes his victory.
Emily BrontëWuthering Heights
He forced her into one choice: give up Heathcliff, or give up him—no middle ground.
Emily BrontëWuthering Heights
Leaning on his shoulder she smiled—then a fit of coughing, a change of face, and she was dead.
Emily BrontëWuthering Heights
Before dawn she slipped down a fir-tree from her mother's lattice—what drove her to risk everything?
Emily BrontëA Christmas Carol
He walked the streets and found joy in every window—how did simple steps remake him?
Charles DickensA Christmas Carol
He wept at the sight of a lonely boy by a feeble fire—when did you last recognize your forgotten self?
Charles DickensA Christmas Carol
A gentle touch releases a thousand forgotten odours and hopes—what memory has just been unsealed?
Charles DickensA Christmas Carol
Phantoms wandered, every one in chains like Marley—whose unfinished care keeps them restless?
Charles DickensPoems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete
Belief is graceful until the moment you need a tool—do you reach for faith or for proof?
Dickinson, EmilyPoems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete
Death makes the ordinary insist on being noticed—why does a thimble suddenly tell a whole life?
Dickinson, EmilyPoems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete
They dropped my childhood name; now, choosing a throne, what happens to the self between what was given and what I claim?
Dickinson, Emily