Gloomily The Clouds Comments

Such a silence reigns around I can hear the cold rain steeping Dripping roof and plashy ground. Wow, what a classic poem. But such wild, such bitter grieving Fits not slender boys like thee; Such deep sighs should not be heaving so young as thine must be. Pain seldom gets filtered with age. Thanks poet.

This is the very essence of a Gothic novel! Extremely well written and I want more! I want to know what happens next. I see some wuthering heights outlined by those gloomy clouds!