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2026-04-01
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2026-04-01
"Are we ascending to a living fire?" I cried; when, to my horror and astonishment, the heat became greater than before. "No, no," said my uncle, "it is simply impossible, quite impossible." "And yet," said I, touching the side of the shaft with my naked hand, ...
2026-03-31
I feel like a starving prisoner," he said, rubbing his yellow and shivering hands together. And, turning round to the guide, he spoke some hearty, cheering words, as I judged from his tone, in Danish. "What!" cried the Professor, "you do not mean to say that a...
2026-03-08
I fancy that the worthy Professor in some measure shares my notions, if not my fears, for, after an attentive examination of the crowbar, he cast his eyes rapidly over the mighty and mysterious ocean. "What could possess him to leave the land," I thought, "as ...
2026-02-18
And from this paper my brother read that catastrophic dispatch of the Commander-in-Chief: “The Martians are able to discharge enormous clouds of a black and poisonous vapour by means of rockets. They have smothered our batteries, destroyed Richmond, Kingston, ...
2026-02-13
The steamboat throbbed on its way through an interminable suspense. The sun sank into grey clouds, the sky flushed and darkened, the evening star trembled into sight.
2026-02-07
As the green flames lifted I could see the oily gleam of his integument and the brightness of his eyes. And suddenly I heard a yell, and saw a long tentacle reaching over the shoulder of the machine to the little cage that hunched upon its back. Then something...
2026-02-05
I am unable to withdraw my eyes from the bar of iron, actually half crushed! Is, then, my dream about to come true--a dread and terrible reality?
2026-01-28
We are utterly unprepared for a sea voyage; it is simply madness to think of performing a journey of five hundred leagues upon a wretched pile of beams, with a counterpane for a sail, a paltry stick for a mast, and a tempest to contend with.
2026-01-26
To the east one only existed somewhere about the eightieth degree of latitude, the Esk, upon the island of Jan Mayen, not far from the frozen regions of Spitsbergen. It was not craters that were wanting, and many of them were big enough to vomit a whole army; ...
2026-01-03
While we love, while we are true to each other, here in this land of peace and beauty, your native country, we may reap every tranquil blessing—what can disturb our peace?” And could not such words from her whom I fondly prized before every other gift of fortu...
2025-12-16
And as the day came they became aware of a fighting-machine standing near by the Langham and looking down at them. He came down the road towards them, and picked up nearly a hundred too drunk or frightened to run away.” Grotesque gleam of a time no history wil...
2025-11-25
Two days after I was imprisoned it had been destroyed, with every soul in it, by a Martian. He had swept it out of existence, as it seemed, without any provocation, as a boy might crush an ant hill, in the mere wantonness of power. I was a lonely man and a sad...
2025-11-20
But, looking, I presently saw something stirring within the shadow: greyish billowy movements, one above another, and then two luminous disks—like eyes. Then something resembling a little grey snake, about the thickness of a walking stick, coiled up out of the...
2025-11-16
“If a _struldbrug_ happen to marry one of his own kind, the marriage is dissolved of course, by the courtesy of the kingdom, as soon as the younger of the two comes to be fourscore; for the law thinks it a reasonable indulgence, that those who are condemned, w...