Carmilla is a horror novel written by Sheridan Le Fanu in 1872. It is the Irish writer's most important and best known work.
Laura is a young girl who lives quietly with her father in an old castle in Austria. One day, a woman's carriage has an accident on a road near the castle, and the woman's daughter is knocked unconscious.
The mother, rather strangely, decides to leave in a hurry, leaving her daughter, named Carmilla, in the care of Laura's family until she returns from her trip. A few days later, Laura begins to have strange dreams about nocturnal visits to her room, and when she wakes up, she feels that she has no strength and that she is sick.
At the same time, the friendship between Carmilla and Laura grows stronger and stronger... and becomes more than just a friendship. But Carmilla hides a dark secret...
"Sometimes after an hour of apathy, my strange and beautiful companion would take my hand and hold it with a fond pressure, renewed again and again; blushing softly, gazing in my face with languid and burning eyes, and breathing so fast that her dress rose and fell with the tumultuous respiration. It was like the ardour of a lover; it embarrassed me; it was hateful and yet over-powering.""
2 hours 21 minutes (28360 words)
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"The sense of strangeness grew upon me, which had begun with the first sight of that beautiful face. It was a melancholy and an eerie feeling, and became so oppressive that I found it difficult to speak."
"She used to place her pretty arms about my neck, draw me to her, and laying her cheek to mine, murmur with her lips near my ear."
"Evil is so often prophesied by our fears. Our mere apprehensions become the spirits of the living ill."