>It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents—except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind that swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.Why is it considered as one of the worst openings ever written? What's so bad about it?
>>24971571Nothing it's just what niggercattle prattle about.
The "(for it is in London where our scene lies)" interjection is an extremely clunky way to establish the setting. Like, come on.
>>24971571More description =/= more better prose.
