Author: Brad Levinson

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What art thrusting that thief-catcher into my face?

I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw ain’t those mincing knives down in the forecastle there, men

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The great excavation lay far from the plaza

Far from the plaza and in an untenanted portion of the great dead city I had little trouble in reaching the hills beyond.

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The sunset faded to twilight

I began walking, therefore, in a big curve, seeking some point of vantage and continually looking at the sand.

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Then going through some small strange motions

A moderate incline runs towards the foot of Maybury Hill, and down this we clattered. Once the lightning had begun.

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Two long weeks I wandered

Through two long weeks I wandered, stumbling through the nights guided only by the stars and hiding during the days behind some protruding rock or among the occasional hills I traversed.

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I shouted above the sudden noise.

I shouted above the sudden noise. She looked away from me downhill. The people were coming out of their houses, astonished.

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At daybreak of the fifteenth day of my search

When the amphitheater had cleared I crept stealthily to the top and as the great excavation lay far from the plaza.

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We Are Testing A Pagination Here

I can compare it to nothing but a large door mat, ornamented at the edges with little tinkling tags.

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A great thing made of gold. Down the hill I saw it.

I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians’ Heat-Ray now that the college was cleared out of the way.

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It is very curious to watch this

By the light of the now brilliant moons I saw that he was but a shadow of his former self, and as he turned from my caress and commenced greedily.

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