Frankenstein is Mary Shelley's 1818 novel rebuilt as a design language: a Regency laboratory at midnight, lit by galvanic sparks and lightning through tall gothic windows. Oxidized copper, storm-slate skies, and the sudden acid flash of green electricity animate the whole system. This is the sublime, mournful, over-reaching Romanticism of the real book — Didone title-page serifs over slabs of slate and brass, engraved cross-hatch, and the spidery hand of a scientist's notebook. Reason and horror share one candle: knowledge glows green before it kills.