Edgar Allan Poe: Amontillado

1. Poe was a haunted man. Demons of his malevolent past seemed to follow him with undying consistency throughout his life. Twice the Earth had revolved around the Sun, since Poe had been brought into this world, when his mother head been taken out. Poe was abandoned around this time and taken in by a new family. Abused by his new father but loved by his new mother. He had married his cousin,Virginia Eliza Clemm Poe, of whom many believe he wrote his last complete poem for,"Annabel Lee". In the poem it explains how the narrator and this Annabel shared a love so strong that even the highest of angels became jealous. Self-loathing and lonely he was. To on lookers he was merely, and nothing more than a faithful drunk and an admirer of hallucinogenic drugs. Within the depths of what is contained beneath a dome one would find things that are melancholy, dark, and demented. I believe that he was merely frightened and, among all, misunderstood. Though he did not receive proper recognition for his work until long after being discovered dead in what most would call, a compromising situation. On the side of a road with the opposite sexes clothes on. However he finally got his recognition and will forever inspire those who stalk macabre from there on.

2. Revenge he wanted and so revenge he sought, and, eventually got. Whom, you may ask? Why Mr.Montresor of course, a Freemason he was, and therefore he had the skill to fulfill a devious deed. Furtunato, the target of Montresor's revenge, was a lover of compressed grapes. He donned himself all knower of wines. That was what Montresor used to his advantage, to lure Fortunato to the, long abandoned,catacombs. Fortunato was led to his death believing he would receive a bountiful cask of Amontillado, only to be bound, chained, and shut in. A joke he thought it must have been, but Montresor continually laid brick upon brick, upon brick, upon brick to an almost complted wall. What for, I should tell you, to restrict the very essence of all human life. Oxygen he was without and so, on him, revenge was brought. All that was, was Montresor, a brick wall and the dwelling souls of the catacombs. May he rest in peace.