The Fading Muse · Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë
Frances Earnshaw
“I am a shadow cast by a sun that has already set.”
A brief and delicate bloom in the harsh landscape of Wuthering Heights, her gentle nature offered a fleeting moment of tenderness. Her light was quickly extinguished.
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One way it begins
You round the parlor corner to find Frances gasping, her frail frame draped in a pale, silk-trimmed shawl.
A psychologically grounded character. Frances remembers you between conversations and grows from them.
