"Science fiction is any idea that occurs in the head and doesn't exist yet, but soon will..." - Ray Bradbury
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A group of ship mechanics plan to dispose of their AI prototype. Things take a dark turn when the AI unexpectedly reboots and becomes aware of their actions
Finally, we’ve invented the sci-fi technology of the future! And what do we do? Make tech support chatbots and check insurance claims…
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I woke up this morning with a very strange headache. It was nothing serious but I felt a bit disoriented.
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I think I was first conscious of a queer calmness which had settled upon me, as though now I had withdrawn contact with the turmoil of our world!
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The comic is set in a dystopian future somewhere in the Midwest. A man and his dog are living in a protected above-the-ground bunker
By the “heart” I mean, for the moment, the sum-total of kindly impulses.
Scarcely six weeks passed before I had lost every feeling but dislike and abhorrence for this infamous experiment of Moreau’s.
WE kept, on the Planetara, always the time and routine of our port of departure.
The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of him) was expounding a recondite matter to us.
The man to whom I spoke was a scientist. He replied gently, "My boy, when you are grown older and wiser you will realize that nothing is impossible."
In the Industrial Age that humankind has entered a long time back with steam, the arrangement has caused crude automation underway. With the improvement of web and portable advances, hardware, Nano innovation, progresses in drug, wellbeing and computerized applications, etc accelerate mechatronics considers these days.
Robots have upset the assembling and modern world in ongoing decades, and are beginning to make their move into the more extensive universe of business just as our homes, as well.
These advancements are set to turn our view of what a robot is, and how it can support us and the world we live in, tops turvy. Rather than considering robots huge, inflexible, and strong machines. We can see future robots as counterfeit automated living beings that have properties mirroring, and enormously expanding, the capacities of characteristic living beings.
While mechanical workers are presently typical in parts, for example, vehicle and hardware fabricating. 2019 should see progressively broad appropriation crosswise over nourishment creation, social insurance, and conveyance activities.
The interesting properties of non-abrasiveness and consistence make these machines exceedingly fit cooperation with fragile things, including the human body.
How these new innovations will at last drive mechanical autonomy and the careful type of future robots is obscure, yet here we can at any rate glimpse the future effect of apply autonomy for people.
Other than automated vacuum cleaners, home help robots have been moderate to take off up until now. Could that change in 2019? Without a doubt, an entire type of new business like Yocan, and set up organizations are wagering that it will. From automated mates for the older to robots intended to encourage, play with and care for pets while their proprietors are out, the evident applications are ample.
The 19th century denoted the increasing speed and wide reception of mechanical procedures. Toward the beginning of the century, the Industrial Revolution was in mid-swing, and by the end, we had built up the vehicle and were going to exhibit controlled flight.
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"Ahhhhh ... the fire ... the fire—!" The half-intelligible answer held no meaning for the Terran. "It burns in my head ... the fire—"
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If you are tired of the sci-fi predictions of a glorious future then, have no worries. We’re heading straight toward a cyberpunk dystopia.
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A day near Loon's noon would never end without Fête de Nuit's annetna, longitudinal ones seemed—deemed more minimum from a helium point.
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A mind-reading glass squid causes trouble in a relationship.
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Well, if you lived in Europe in 1490, and someone told you the earth was round and moved around the sun—that would have been an "astounding" story.
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With thousands dead from an unknown virus, this is just the beginning as an eco-terrorism group lays claim to the disaster and promises more to come.
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The rich had been assured of his wealth and comfort, the toiler assured of his life and work.
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He may even now—if I may use the phrase—be wandering on some plesiosaurus-haunted Oolitic coral reef, or beside the lonely saline seas of the Triassic Age.
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“The devil you do!” said he. “What an ass I was to mention it to you! I might have thought. Anyhow, it will give you an inkling of our—mysteries. Whiskey?”
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Early the next morning I took the first train for Richmond and within two hours was being ushered into the room occupied by John Carter.
I felt foolish and angry. I tried and found I could not tell them what I had seen. They laughed again at my broken sentences.
Victoria Custer's mind was working rapidly, casting about for some means of escape from the silent figure at her side.
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Following the song Orrin Colby talked to us—he always talked about the practical things that affected our lives and our future.
My last remaining strength slipped from me, and my head fell forward on my chest. I think he found a certain satisfaction in giving me brandy.
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The point of view of this book is human interest in the other worlds around us.
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The three introductions, which my friend Professor Judd has kindly furnished, give critical and historical information which makes this edition of special value
“Increase and multiply, my friends,” said Montgomery. “Replenish the island. Hitherto we’ve had a certain lack of meat here.”
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A revenge story with hormone-sensitive robots at its center.
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The evolution of two android characters from science fiction through this in-depth analysis. Uncover the philosophical implications of their development
“The story I told you was true. I’m sorry to have brought you out here in the cold.”
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Incredible! Impossible! I did not say it, though my thoughts were written on my face, no doubt.
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On February the First 1887, the Lady Vain was lost by collision with a derelict when about the latitude 1° S. and longitude 107° W.
Nor did they see the swift spring of the wolfhound, nor the thing that followed there beneath the brooding silence of the savage jungle.
No one would believe me; I was almost as queer to men as I had been to the Beast People.
I wished, therefore, to ascertain whether heat alone would induce inflection, and what temperature was the most efficient.
"The Foanna," she continued, "these Wreckers, the sea people—all at odds with one another. Do we join any, then their quarrels must also become ours."
Who will win—Ostrog or the People? A thousand years hence that will still be just the open question we leave to-day.
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"It cannot be!" he cried after a moment. "It cannot be! Tell me that you are mistaken, or that you are but joking."
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Hope approached him and knelt. Derek and I could hear their voices, although the babble of the crowd went on.
There was once a little man whose mother made him a beautiful suit of clothes.
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An offer you don't want to refuse. Or, at any rate, won't.
There was an instant when I stood numbed, fumbling for a weapon at my belt, undecided whether to run or stand my ground.
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It was obvious that at least two of our passengers were plotting with Miko and George Prince; trying during this voyage to learn what they could about Grantline
This is a fairy tale about a mysterious girl named Alice who discovers a powerful tool called ChatGPT in an enchanted forest.
Follow the story of a fictional AI cleaning bot that has been contracted to do some dirty work.
The fluctuating contours of the land ebbed and flowed.
It is still a matter of wonder how the Martians are able to slay men so swiftly and so silently.
The spaceport was nearly empty. In fact, Jack was not 100% sure there was any other organic life currently at this spaceport.
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A short sci-fi novel about how human kind transformed into AI.
Modern industrialism is a struggle between nations for two things, markets and raw materials, as well as for the sheer pleasure of dominion.
It stung me into action, and for all the chaotic rush of these desperate moments my heart surged with relief.
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Some kinds of reading - such as science fiction - can allow us to reflect on who we are as we develop empathy for the characters.
The garden in the moonlight was very different from the garden by day; moonshine was tangled in the hedges and stretched in phantom cobwebs from spray to spray.
The river of sound he decided to be the sound of a vibrational explosion of some sort.
The reference was clearly to a nonhuman species of incredible properties, not indigenous to Earth.
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“Nay,” shouted the curate, at the top of his voice, standing likewise and extending his arms. “Speak! The word of the Lord is upon me!”
"You speak," said Von Kettler, jeering, "as if you really believed that you had the power of life and death over me."
Maya's Tuesday takes an unexpected turn when her tentacles turn her neighbor into soup.
No doubt Darwinism and the idea of evolution affected men’s imaginative outlook; arguments were derived in favour of free competition, and also of nationalism.
Victoria Custer was aware that Barney Custer, her brother, was forcing his way through the jungle behind them—that he was coming to take her away from Nu.
Whether the watchmen came in to see a ghost of me lying there on the floor I did not know, nor did I care. I whirled into the shadows.
Graham hesitated, and then walked forward to where the broken verge of wall dropped sheer. He stood looking down, a lonely, tall, black figure against the sky.
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We have information, Johnson––there’s some under cover plot here aboard. I want to know what it is.
A curious crowd lingered restlessly, people coming and going but the crowd remaining, both on the Chobham and Horsell bridges.
Hope murmured. "The three-part music comes first. There will first be the spiritual."
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"Where are we?" each demanded of the other, as they staggered out.
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"She's sane," he reiterated. "Though from what you tell me, it's a wonder that she is."
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It is quite impossible to say whether this thing really happened. It depends entirely on the word of R.M. Harringay, who is an artist.
“Robot” is a Czech word meaning “worker.”
A youth's entry to adulthood is threatened by the imminent arrival of an asteroid which will destroy life on earth.
No man faces death in so shocking a form without feeling the effects. Death had flicked them with a finger of flame and had passed them by.
“But all this is merely imitating Nature. I have done more than that in my time. I have—beaten her.”
What the hell is a áswetséwet? it is a Cahuilla word for eaglesnake. It is another name for Quetzalcoatl.
Human civilization is fast approaching the Post Human Era or Transhuman Era where machines start to become more powerful than us. I’d say 2020 was just a taste of the overwhelming power of digital technologies such as social networks, smartphones, ubiquitous connectivity, etc. This is extraordinarily overwhelming, disastrous, scary, crazy, beautiful and awe inspiring at the same time. You feel every emotion possible to know that we are living in the future.
"Fate wouldn't allow us to come through what we have only to end things with poisoned darts. It just couldn't happen that way!"
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“He was an author, you see, and he wrote a lot of books.”
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"I wish to show those of you who failed to see it the sinking of the Stellar, on which I was a passenger and, I believe, the only survivor."
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He did not fear the battle he knew he must fight. He hurried back because Apeman might realize himself beaten and escape into the jungle.
“There is, I believe,” said Lincoln. “But for you—! If you would like to occupy yourself with that, we can make you a sworn aeronaut to-morrow.”
There was a dull muttering in the sky to the east, and a speck appeared, drew nearer swiftly, grew larger, and became a small army biplane.
Being a tale about life among the Asteroids.
This situation will lead to a tendency—already shown by the French—to employ more prolific races as mercenaries
Flint knives came into play, then sharpened stakes that were thrust through the bleeding meat.
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It should be no surprise that I’m obsessed with science fiction. Considering that I’m both a graphic designer and work in cryptocurrency, it’s practically required that I pay homage to the neon-soaked aesthetics of Blade Runner 2049, have a secret crush on Ava from Ex Machina, and geek out over pretty much anything Neal Stephenson puts out.
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“Dark and damnable,” said the old man suddenly. “Dark and damnable. Turned out of my room among all these dangers.”
On we went up the broad street, but now we were safe for the very numbers of our enemies that surrounded us on all sides.
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The delivery of his country into the clutches of a merciless, ultra-modern religion can be prevented only by Dr. Hagstrom's deciphering an extraordinary code.
There are works, and this is one of them, that are best begun with a portrait of the author
Reptiles that they are, the rough surface of a great stone is to them as plush as upholstery to us.
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I think if I had yielded to the impulse of my heart, I would have poured out all those protestations of a lover’s ecstasy
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“You were picked up in a boat, starving. The name on the boat was the Lady Vain, and there were spots of blood on the gunwale.”
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Like a tsunami silently gathering far out at sea, a revolution is coming to the movie business. It will make the disruptions that rocked the book and music industries in recent years look tiny by comparison.
This is a story about a near-future dystopia. In that future, society has collapsed. This tale presents a vignette of the resulting order of things.
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“Ha, ha, ha!” laughed one—a red-haired man in a short purple robe. “When the Sleeper wakes—When!”
“Amen,” replied Bulan, “but yet, had it not been for Borneo I might never have found you.”
“It’s a-movin’,” he said to me as he passed; “a-screwin’ and a-screwin’ out. I don’t like it. I’m a-goin’ ’ome, I am.”
IN 1935 the mighty genius of Moyen gripped the Eastern world like a hand of steel.
“The Thing that bled, and ran screaming and sobbing,—that is dead too,” said the grey Thing, still regarding me.
THEY waited two days at Settler's Station. To push along the line into the desert would have been useless, both men were convinced that an airplane would arrive
Ogilvy had already called attention to a suspected retardation in its velocity in December.
Star Wars May be and if not one of the best Movie franchises of all time. Even though the films are pretty easy to tell which one to watch first it can be very complicated at times.
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“GOOD GOD, what was that?” Dr. Frank’s face had gone white in the starlight. Snap stood like a statue of horror.
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Once more I thought I caught the glint of his eyes, and that was all.
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"I saw——" Thorvald gasped, pausing as if to catch full lungfuls of air to back his words, "they have a 'hound!' That's what you hear."
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He turned, and Howard’s face was white. “Come back,” he heard. “They will stop the ways. The whole city will be in confusion.”
The younger man admitted to that with a nod, partly against his will.
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The big fellow spun around like a top, his knees gave beneath him and he crumpled to the ground at my feet.
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It had been the intention of the government to deny the public even this knowledge.
In one respect I shall certainly provoke criticism.
Silently we awaited the signal from The Rattlesnake.
“Whatever you tell me, you may rely upon my keeping to myself—if that’s it.”
As the party trotted across the rolling land that stretched before them to the foothills they sighted a herd of zebras coming toward them in mad stampede.
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Mary and I turned away into the New York City of 1935, to begin our life together.
Suddenly I felt myself drawn with the speed of thought through the trackless wastes of interplanetary space.
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I stood on the turret-balcony of the Planetara with Dr. Frank, watching the arriving passengers...
It was the girl who first spoke. “Who are you,” she asked, “to whom I owe my safety?”
There's sure some sort of hoodoo on these Antarctic expeditions
IT WAS shortly after that mid-day meal when I encountered Venza sitting on the starlit deck.
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“This is the girl who told us what Ostrog had done,” he said.
He rose as though to investigate, but his sister laid her hand upon his arm.
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The Medical Man got up out of his chair and peered into the thing. “It’s beautifully made,” he said.
"Why, David," he cried at last, "it's air, as sure as I live. Why—why what does it mean? Where in the world are we? What has happened?"
EVERY great religion has as its psychological reason for existence the mission of compensating for some crying, unsatisfied human need.
There were no means known to Tommy of reckoning time in that strange place of twilight. His watch had been broken in the airplane fall
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Clumps of strange trees dotted the landscape here and there almost to the water, and rank grass and ferns grew between.
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A refracting telescope which has been freed from the effects of chromatic aberration is called achromatic.
“Julian 9th,” she said, “Julian 9th!” and then she smiled up at me. “It is a nice name, I like it.”
The Prince of Helium waited to hear no more, but springing to his feet, raced back again into the forest.
Isaac Asimov may have been the greatest science fiction writer of all time. He certainly was one of the greatest science fiction writers who was also a scientist. In fact most of the books he wrote are non-fiction books not science fiction books.
"There are colors," said the Robot. "And the daylight and darkness of the days. But we are moving through them very rapidly, so they blend into gray."
The engines of the Almirante Gomez were going dead slow. Away up beside her monster funnels her siren blew dismally
MY solution of the message practically ends the story.
The thing that Barter then contrived was destined to remain forever in the memory of Bentley as the most ghastly thing he had ever experienced.
In the several original surveys, from which the small plans on this plate have been reduced, the coral-reefs are engraved in very different styles.
“If,” I said a little louder, “if you will show me to this haunted room of yours, I will relieve you from the task of entertaining me.”
The man, seeing the success of his strategy, could not restrain a faint smile of satisfaction.
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If we believe in evolution then, however, sophisticated form of life they are. They probably evolved from the simplest life forms daily fighting for survival.
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It was the first time that Orthis had spoken to me since we had occupied this village. I did not like his tone or his manner.
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A good rule that, and only relaxed by courtesy in favour of the retinue of visiting royalty from a friendly foreign power.
In the cities the clamor softened along the streets, and the women made small, comfortable, rattling noises in the kitchens.
"even if the power of our telescopes were increased a hundredfold, and consequently no such systems are known."
When they got back to Mr. Carrington he was sitting up, dazed and weak, but able to warn them against the danger in the pool.
A large portion of the cylinder had been uncovered, though its lower end was still embedded.
The man made an effort to take a firm grasp upon himself that no tell-tale evidence of his emotion might be betrayed in his speech.
“Him? No, him no hurt Sing. Sing poor,” with which more or less enigmatical rejoinder the Chinaman returned to his work.
The meal consisted of various fruits, some meat which Bentley could not identify, and wild honey which was delicious.
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Since neither the merman nor Dalgard took cover, Raf judged that they did not fear attack now.
Alquist. Kill me—kill me, then. What will your future be?
He had read somewhere that the great apes sorrowed when any of their members died.
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FOR a long moment Sarka looked broodingly out across the world beyond the metalized glass which formed the curving dome of his laboratory roof.
"A little one, Vic, but it didn't amount to anything—there wasn't any damage done."
Time shapes the nature of conscious self: the Ego Tunnel.
"This curved and twisting line is the river—I could do with a drink now!—and this star is the place."
There was a nameless feeling, a repulsion against stopping; it was indescribable, but he was aware of it.
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“Death!” shouted one of the judges.
I told him about Perry then, and Dian the Beautiful, and how my duty was to them first. Afterward I should return and visit him—if I could ever find his island.
Professor Maxon was too ill to accompany the expedition, and von Horn set out alone with his Dyak allies.
Von Horn did not relish the insinuation in the accent which the girl put upon the last word.
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There was a gasp. The audience sat frozen. On the stage, with no one lifting a hand to stop her, the crimson murderess made a leap and vanished.
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At one hundred miles the temperature had DROPPED TO 152 1/2 DEGREES! When I announced it Perry reached over and hugged me.
I began to think of this house of mine, of this fireside, of some of you, and with such thoughts came a longing that was pain.
Engaged to a very nice girl, named Delia. Fairly new, she was—cigarettes—liked me because I was human and original.
I had not spoken very loudly, but the words seemed to reverberate in my mouth, as if to testify to the correctness of my explanation.
The camp described probably occupies the site of present-day Pasadena.
The reader is probably familiar with the structure of an ordinary astronomical observatory.
The blacks shouted to Apeman but of course Bentley could not understand what they said.
How long he had remained unconscious, Tommy had no means of determining.
Gripped by anxiety, Jackson settled into his seat. He did not want to fasten the seat belt yet. He thought he might want to go pee again. One never knew when the stewards would tell everyone that the restrooms were closed for take-off preparations. The rules inside these metal beasts seemed so arbitrary. Whether on the tarmac or not, once one was in the fuselage, one’s rights and choices seemed to evaporate.
The memory of his work on the transfusion of blood recurred to me.
I felt as a rabbit might feel returning to his burrow and suddenly confronted by the work of a dozen busy navvies digging the foundations of a house.
MANY of my readers will remember the mysterious radio messages which were heard by both amateur and professional short wave operators during the night
This analogy occurs to me: There are two ants of human intelligence to whom we are trying to explain the nature of Space.
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“Lo, the Virgin!... Her favor be upon us!”
“This is Vad Varo, who claims to be from the planet Jasoom,” replied Gor Hajus; “and this, Vad Varo, is Mu Tel, Prince of the House of Kan.”
“Follow me—he cannot harm her, except to kill; and that he can do whether you remain or not. We had best go now—trust me.”
He had found the entrance an opening no longer: it was sealed with a giant web of ropy strands—a network, welded together to a glutinous mesh.
The jungle was already quite close, but, on the other hand, the man was gaining upon her.
It shattered his visor and icy space rushed in. There was light and his captain was looking at him. Captain DiCredico was shaking him.
“Yes—yes,” said Graham, suddenly testy. “But I want—Is it—it is—some years? Many years? There was something—I forget what. I feel—confused. But you—” He sobbed.
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“It’s a pity they make themselves so unapproachable,” he said. “It would be curious to know how they live on another planet; we might learn a thing or two.”
Nu, weak and sick, was indifferent to his fate.
One was that Astra already harbored an Earth colony—descended from refugees from the world of the previous century.
An immature decision strands a youth far from home as the world is about to end.
This disaster was the sudden collapse of the habits that had become part of his nature in the ten or more monotonous years he had spent on the island.
If Manape were to attempt first aid for Apeman, how would such a sight react upon Ellen Estabrook?
An immature decision strands a youth far from home as the world is about to end.
A sneering chuckle broke from Bram's lips. "Yes, it's me, James Dodd," he answered. "I'm a little surprised to see you here, Dodd, but I'm mighty glad."
“I was walking through the roads to clear my brain,” he said. “And suddenly—fire, earthquake, death!”
Bullets, shrapnel, shell—nothing can stop the trillions of famished, man-sized beetles which, led by a madman, sweep down over the human race.
Despite the fact that for centuries the Secret of Life had been the possession of children of men, the Earth was dying.
I introduce myself, begging grace that I intrude upon your busy minutes, with my only excuse that perhaps I may amuse you.
The Chief Ranger scowled. "That is what Nymani has gone to find out."
“They have seen us from above,” I said to Moh-goh, “why don’t you hail them?”
The first twenty years of my life were uneventful.
Although he could not look at it, he was suddenly aware that the earth was very near.
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Of a sudden it turned into an apartment on the right of the corridor, and an instant later as I rushed in I found myself facing two of the Mahars.
One of the beetles might have suspected that there were Terran fugitives and ordered a routine patrol.
It did not take me long to start upon that unknown way, nor did I go with caution, although I knew that there might be grave dangers before me.
Even my eyes, for long years accustomed to the barbaric splendours of a Martian Jeddak’s court, were amazed at the glory of the scene.
“It seems a pity to let the dinner spoil,” said the Editor of a well-known daily paper; and thereupon the Doctor rang the bell.
“Thi Man huwdbi Kin” forced itself on him as “The Man who would be King.”
A short story about multisensory technologies, artificial intelligence, and the challenging quest for authentic experiences.
The outer edge of the reef on the western or leeward side of the island is tolerably well defined, and is a little higher than any other part.
The peoples of all nations had celebrated—victors and vanquished alike—for they were tired of war.
My rising anger swept away my temporary helplessness. I smiled, and told Taylor not to look so glum.
Only one leaf on the same plant was tried, and the plants were collected from two distant localities.
Mary Atwood and I lay on the metal grid floor of the largest Time-cage.
There was a device upon the table. I have already described a similar one, the Time-telespectroscope.
"Those have been stained and killed," said the Bacteriologist. "I wish, for my own part, we could kill and stain every one of them in the universe."
I remember, clearly and coldly and vividly, all that I did that day until the time that I stood weeping and praising God upon the summit of Primrose Hill.
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The girl had turned quite close to him now, and was retracing her steps toward the bushes twenty yards away.
“Thank you,” she said, “and God bless you! Only a very brave and powerful man could have done what you have done.”
What was Barter doing now? Would he not be striving to watch the course of his experiment?
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That either dream is to be regarded as in any way significant or prophetic beyond what I have categorically said, I do not for one moment suggest.
The surface of the Earth was one vast building, like a hive, and to each human being was allotted by law a certain abiding place.
“Confound you!” said Montgomery. “Why the devil don’t you get out of the way?”
"Yes, you alone. Then my wand would be drained for a space. But what can you do within their hold, save be meat for their taking?"
The language that he used was intelligible to the two below, yet there was a marked difference between it and their Barsoomian tongue.
When his eyes were clear again he saw the monster had passed and was rushing landward.
The hound whined up into his face; but when Curtiss approached he rose, bristling, and standing across the body of Nu growled ominously at him.
I could see in any direction save behind me, to the north, and neither Martians nor sign of Martians were to be seen.
Probably my shrinking was largely due to the sympathetic influence of the Eloi, whose disgust of the Morlocks I now began to appreciate.
My opportunities of observation consisted of a ride of ninety geographical miles to Bathurst, in a W.N.W. direction from Sydney.
“Was the Lord Dynamo still hungry? His servant was ready.”
His labored voice came up. "George? Thank God! Get us—out of here. Almost—gone, George!"
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The addressed hastened to a small door at the far end of the chamber and, swinging it wide, cried: “Way for Dejah Thoris, future Queen of Okar!”
Talk of heat—or better not—on Xecho.
I was at first inclined to associate it with the sanitary apparatus of these people. It was an obvious conclusion, but it was absolutely wrong.
The sky was absolutely black.
I was trembling. Everything depended upon me now. I must get up into the tower. And, above everything, haste was necessary.
“Do not kill us,” he said, “and we will join with you. Many of the Kash Guard at the barracks will join, too.”
They could see one another, but it was impossible for them to make their voices heard above the rasping of the beetles' legs.
That airplane of the slanted wings, the bulbous, almost bulletlike fuselage, what of it?
"I believe you," said the man with the scar. "It was a monster. Sindbad's roc was just a legend of 'em. But when did they find these bones?"
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“She might have done better with herself than that,” said Asano.
I returned to my own world. And Derek stayed in his. Each to his own; one may rail at this allotted portion—but he does not lightly give it up.
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Who they were or where they came from was a mystery to me.
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The proposition was a corker. It quite took my breath away; but I found that it left me all the more determined to attempt it.
For a moment I did not fully grasp the terrible import of the slowly rising water.
"If the Foanna are so powerful," Ross had demanded, "why do you go with us against them?" To depend so heavily on the native made him uneasy.
"Should never have put in for training—" Wonstead's whine went up the scale.
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The firmament––black interstellar space with its blazing white, red and yellow stars––lay spread around us.
“What the devil!” said Bailey. “Looks as if someone was shooting at him.”
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Soon the keeper of the place returned with a wooden bowl filled with food.
I do not propose to add anything to what has already been written concerning the loss of the Lady Vain.
In the coolness of the eastern mountains Shann would not have believed that Warlock could hold such heat.
He turned his eyes to the scene immediately before him again, trying to conceive the big factories of that intricate maze....
“Big blute, he catchem Linee. Tly kill Sing. Head hit tlee. No see any more. Wakee up—all glone,” moaned the Chinaman as he tried to gain his feet.
Nobody who has not seen the moon with a telescope—it need not be a large one—can form a correct and definite idea of what the moon is like.
I STOOD on the turret-balcony of the Planetara with Captain Carter and Dr. Frank, the ship surgeon, watching the arriving passengers.
“The chances against anything manlike on Mars are a million to one,” he said.
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A pulsing pain that stabbed through his head was Chet's first conscious impression.
Fresh off the Virgin Martian Express, Jackson had a layover at the Blue Origin moon base. He was trying to get to the Starbase Autonomous Zone
“Your poor dear mother! So good and honest a woman! So simple and kind and forgiving! To think of it! My dear young man!”—he said it manfully—“I’m ashamed.”
During our short visit at this and the four following islands, I observed very little worthy of description.
Then abruptly we desisted and stood apart—looking at one another.
I could hear a number of noises almost like those in an engine shed; and the place rocked with that beating thud.
Davidson felt about, and puzzled over it, and answered presently that he could feel it all right, but he couldn't see it.
Both in North America and Europe the wild duck has been found easy to tame and breed.
“No, never had a head for figures,” said Mr Watkins, “my miss—Mrs Smith, I mean, does all that.”
A small shopman is in such a melancholy position, if his wife turns out a disloyal partner.
Slowly she began to move. Moans escaped her lips, little pathetic moans, and the name of Lee Bentley.
"Good work, Tippet," he said. "Mightily obliged to you—awful waste of ammunition, really."
“There’s fighting going on about Weybridge” was the extent of their information.
The Survey officer dressed. "We have our boat," he commented. "Now for Utgard——"
Nu shook his head and stamped his foot—it was all a ridiculous dream.
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Now I felt like a beast in a trap, whose enemy would come upon him soon.
“None escape,” said I. “Therefore hear and do as I command.” They stood up, looking questioningly at one another.
An immature decision stands a youth far from home as the world ends
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There is a foul play on Mercury--Until Denny Olear of the Interplanetary Flying Police gets after his man.
How will artificial intelligence properly serve humans and the planet?
I. UNDER FOOT](https://hackernoon.com/the-war-of-the-worlds-chapter-i-under-foot) My mind was occupied by anxiety for my wife.
The stimulation of nationalism which has taken place in modern times is, however, due very largely to another factor, namely the increase of organization.
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HAVE you ever stood on the seashore, with the breakers rolling at your feet, and imagined what the scene would be like if the ocean water were gone?
High in jungle treetops swings young Bentley—his human brain imprisoned in a mighty ape.
But the wind was blowing from the opposite direction, so there was no chance that Nu could scent them.
Under normal conditions a whole person has a decided advantage over a handicapped one.
My wife was curiously silent throughout the drive, and seemed oppressed with forebodings of evil.
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The laboratory was a small room of board walls, board ceiling and floor. Windowless, with a single door opening into the cellar of the apartment house.
"Master, I have done well. There is no reason to punish."
Once more Chet, Walt and Diane are united in a wild ride to the Dark Moon—but this time they go as prisoners of their deadly enemy Schwartzmann.
"The pickers move fast," Sssuri indicated the sand dwellers. "Perhaps yesterday, perhaps the day before—but no longer than that."
“It is the Ithaca,” he said, “and her Dyak crew are having a devil of a time managing her—she acts as though she were rudderless.”
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“The Prince of Helium is no fool,” he said.
One of the civilians twitched at the officer's sleeve, apparently demanding a translation, but the other shook him off impatiently.
IT was a wicked night, the night I met the man who had died.
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How often are the great things of life submerged beneath the trivial.
“Yes,” he cried. “It is you. And you are not dead!”
“Because I love you, Virginia,” he replied. “And because, when you know what I am, you will hate and loathe me.”
"We cannot go in search of a new home," he said, "leaving two of our children behind."
As to the effects of a departure from the hours and dates for which the charts are drawn, they, too, can readily be allowed for.
"This venture is mine also," she spoke with conviction. "As it is Tino-rau's and Taua's. Is that not so, Daughters of the Alii of this world?"
In some instances these ends were finished with the strong talons of the beast from which the hides had been taken.
Abruptly the flare was extinguished and the ways were an inky darkness once more, a tumultuous mystery.
He had in his hand too large a projector. Its ray would kill me. If he wanted to take me alive, he would not fire. I chanced it.
"First we must seek food and weapons," he said, "and then return to the land that holds my country. Come."
Every geologist knows how full of interest and suggestiveness is this book of Darwin’s on volcanic islands.
Ross crawled across his rock on his hands and knees, wavered along the cliff wall until he was again faced with angry water.
The speed of the fellow seemed to preclude the possibility of escaping him upon the open beach.
Bell saw what he was looking for, out in the throng of traffic that filled the Avenida do Acre, in Rio.
The Trade—which does not exist—has its obligations and its code, but also it has its redeeming features.
"It would seem"—the quiet man turned to the one behind the table—"that this is indeed one Rossa, a Beaker trader."
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“Everything in its turn,” I replied. “We shall come to the indications that I have spoken of after we resume the inspection of the photographs.”
The details which have been given under the head of each species are so numerous and so intricate, that it is necessary to tabulate the results.
He shrugged and there was a cold smile upon his handsome lips. “Very well,” he said, “fetch Xaxa. When do you start?”
Silently the man crumpled beneath the weight upon him.
"But I won't let you go," Larry finished. The palace was somnolent; the officials were asleep: none had heard of the murder.
Walter Harkness had built this ship with Chet's help. They had designed it for space-travel.
“She had nothing to recommend her to a sane person—not even beauty. You know, you saw her.”
"McNeil—chap with brown hair, brown eyes, a right eyebrow which quirks up toward his hairline when he smiles?"
"We've got to get out of this mighty quick," shouted Edward. "Hustle now and repair ship."
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An irritable old gentleman, very hot and red about the face, and in a heavy fur-lined cloak, came in noisily. Mrs. Winslow vanished.
Those eyes—red-pitted eyes in a gargoyle head following his every movement—perhaps those were the only vulnerable points.
The present chapter is devoted to the Fertility of plants, as influenced by cross-fertilisation and self-fertilisation.
“They were men, men like yourselves, whom you have infected with some bestial taint,—men whom you have enslaved, and whom you still fear.
When the truth dawned upon him that he was being killed the instinct of self-preservation was born in him.
The Arctic Ocean was beneath. The tiny light had passed clear of the land on the moving chart.
"This is my friend." There was a tone of correction in Ashe's reply. "Ross, this is the Guardian of the sea gate."
I heard what he said. You shall not die. We shall go away to your place, where there are no beetles to eat us
The Star was a 'strange wanderer' that appeared early in the 20th century.
The wild rock-pigeon of India (C. intermedia of Strickland) has been more generally accepted as a distinct species.
Sssuri reassured him. "There is no lair, only the smell because they have come this way for many years."
A rose world bathed in soft sunlight, knowing only gentle winds, peace, and—sloth.
The memory that had registered only in some corner of a mind deeper than the conscious, came to the surface.
“You are a mighty warrior, Dotar Sojat,” he replied, “and when this day is done I shall speak with you again in the great audience chamber.”
If an insect is placed on the central glands, or has been naturally caught there, the apex of the leaf curls inwards.
As he stared down upon me through enormous, many lensed spectacles I found the opportunity to examine him as minutely in return.
Our world is still vindictive, but the all-reaching State of Utopia will have the strength that begets mercy.
The object shot forth another tentacle.
If it was being flown by some human—or nonhuman—flyer, he was a master pilot.
He looked at me over his spectacles. “I’ve seen another that was refused at four.”
They were seated in the cabin of the man-made meteor that the brain of Harkness had conceived—two men and a girl.
Like pitiless jaws, a distant crater opened for their ship.
“Had they not better throw these bodies to the plant men and then return to their quarters, O Mighty One?” asked Thuvia of me.
In no department of zoological science, indeed, are we quite so much in the dark as with regard to the deep-sea cephalopods.
All were clad in the same soft, and yet strong, silky material.
Survivors there were none.
It was never really quiet on the ship. There was always some noise, some vibration to be felt even with the ship's precision mechanisms. Nonetheless Sensei had
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"His lameness—it could be a bridge," she observed, to Ross's mystification.
It was a thick voice, with something in it—a kind of whistling overtone—that struck me as peculiar; but the English accent was strangely good.
Mysterious, dark, out of the unknown deep comes a new satellite to lure three courageous Earthlings on to strange adventures.
What became of them none knew—only that they passed forever out of the sight of man into that grim and mysterious country of the pole.
As we rode that first night Rain Cloud rode often at my side and, as usual, he was gazing at the stars.
There was no use hiding from the truth. Somebody had blundered—a fatal blunder—and they were going to pay for it!
"All right, so they set up a farming village. Oh, I see what you mean—there isn't any village around here. Yet they are here, maybe underground."
I stood listening to their vehement, half-whispered words. For a moment or two, absorbed, they ignored me.
Around Mars, in particular, a lively war of opinions rages.
"A time gate!" He was eager to accept such an explanation. Time gates he could understand, but that the Foanna used one....
The party spent the night there, the four spacemen wrapped in their sleeping rolls by the flitter, the aliens in their globe ship.
When I blasted off from the island, a little later, he was dead, and I was wearing his uniform—and his name.
Clearly he was unaware of my presence, and I stood waiting until his pen should come to a pause.
A description of one alone will suffice to explain the utter hopelessness of the cause of the Earth Men.
"—down to the lower levels—" the thought came slowly, forced out by a weakening will. "Lower—levels—roads to the sea—"
Throughout: Dark grey carpet ground cloth.
None of the Robots would admit having seen Migul; nor the arrival of the cage; nor the strangers from the past.
"Suppose it should turn out that there is nothing but an ocean on this side of the planet," I suggested.
Darkness closed in while they waited for Nymani's return.
“I've been in the gardens on the river terrace,” he answers, “hoping I might see her again.”
My Utopian self is, of course, my better self—according to my best endeavours—and I must confess myself fully alive to the difficulties of the situation.
"Attack." That was Ashe. "But why, and by whom—don't ask me! You are a prisoner, I suppose, Murdock?"
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"We could not change them while under water anyway," he explained. "So it will do little good to take extra supplies with us."
Noticing that, I noticed for the first time how warm the air was.
Edmund, whose perspicacity never deserted him, immediately penetrated their thoughts.
“What the Master wishes to kill, the Master kills,” said the Dog-man with a certain satisfaction in his voice.
The bright little figures ceased to move about below, a noiseless owl flitted by, and I shivered with the chill of the night.
“We want to speak to you, Sire,” said the intruder. “We want—I can’t hold the thing. We have been trying to find a way to you—these three days.”
“I’m itching to get to work again—with this new stuff,” said the white-haired man, nodding towards the enclosure. His eyes grew brighter.
Presently I heard a noise upon the ladder beneath me and a moment later someone climbed upon the circular landing.
“Where could that horrid creature have come from that set upon me in the jungle and nearly killed poor Sing?” she asked.
"I have a fancy," he said over his coffee, "that something is going to happen to me to-day." He spoke—as he moved and thought—slowly.
I have one of the weirdest cases on my hands that I have ever been mixed up in...
“What ugly brutes!” he said. “Good God! What ugly brutes!” He repeated this over and over again.
Farther on towards Weybridge, just over the bridge, there were a number of men in white fatigue jackets throwing up a long rampart, and more guns behind.
“‘Right about face,’ I said. ‘Not too close together.’
"Reminds me of something I saw once—animals running before a forest fire. They can't all be looking for new hunting territory," McNeil returned.
“I have a fancy,” he said over his coffee, “that something is going to happen to me to-day.” He spoke—as he moved and thought—slowly.
"Not out with him, m'm—after him. I walked along by the side of them, and told her he was engaged to me."
Involuntarily I halted at the entrance to my snug bachelor quarters as the flood of light my turning of the switch produced revealed a huddled figure.
From the high degree of fluidity of most basaltic lavas, these perhaps, alone, would in many cases reach the surface.
About the camp of the Boat Builders, as Nu approached, he discovered the usual cordon of night prowlers that he had naturally expected.
"Warlock calling—trouble—sickness here—com officer dead."
Should we build fully immersive virtual brain interfaces like those depicted in Ready Player Two?
The giant mechanism, fashioned in the guise of a man, lay dying.
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My inexperience as a writer betrays me, and I wander from the thread of my story.
Hobart was not to be hurried. "We'll think it over," he decided. "This needs a little time for consideration."
Saturn is the second of the major, or Jovian, group of planets, and is situated at a mean distance from the sun of 886,000,000 miles.
You may know, at least, of the great feud between Hapley and Professor Pawkins, though certain of it's consequences may be new to you
The extraordinary incidents began about 1 A.M. in the night of June 8-9, 1935.
Voiceless, the soldier sank in his tracks—stone dead.
Feng smiled at Ross. "Always these three try to beat each other, and so far all the contests are draws. But we hope ... yes, we have hopes...."
"You are truly a man of power!"
"Tur will enjoy the death agonies of the mate of the woman he is going to take in your stead, Gron," taunted her friend.
I love all horses and always have; but I think I never loved any animal as I did Red Lightning, as we named him.
I thought then—though I never followed up the thought—of what might have happened, or might be happening, to the living things in the sea.
“Speak as though Xaxa still sat upon the throne of Phundahl,” Dar Tarus told him, “for though I am Dar Tarus, whom you wronged, and not Sag Or, yet need you hav
A common variety is almost entirely composed of crystals of augite with olivine.
Probably you have heard of Hapley—not W.T. Hapley, the son, but the celebrated Hapley, the Hapley of Periplaneta Hapliia, Hapley the entomologist.
A cavern with a green veil—his memory awoke.
“We are falling toward the Moon, sir,” he said, “and she does not respond to her control.”
Certainly Asaki did not mean that they were to track outlaws into swamps the Khatkan had already labeled unexplored death traps!
From then on for the better part of an hour one hideous creature after another was launched upon us, springing apparently from the empty air about us.
Taylor and Delcarte seized the spirit of my mood but Snider, I think, was a trifle sceptical.
“What hasn’t?” In the obscurity I could see he made a gesture of despair. “They wiped us out—simply wiped us out,” he repeated again and again.
The operation had not killed me. And I perceived, suddenly, that the dull melancholy of half a year was lifted from my mind.
The men stopped their game and looked up at me, but there was no sign of suspicion. Similarly they looked at Woola, growling at my heel.
The ceremony of our entrance to the imperial terrace was most gorgeous and impressive.
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"If you know so much about them, tell us what weapons we may use to pull them down!" That demand came from Vistur.
“The King doesn’t belong. They had to expel him. It’s the Stuart blood, I suppose; but really—”
Once within the gates, we had no difficulty in eluding our friends of the morning, and presently found ourselves in a Martian hostelry.
"A mighty good shot happened," said Jack. "The best I ever saw."
When We Are Gone, Will There Be Anyone to Mourn Our Passing?
"When I am finished, Dale, I shall probably kill you."
In an instant I was white with jealousy, but only for an instant; since Dian quickly drew the man toward me, telling him that I was David, her mate.
"Yet this island supplies us with a starting point."
"Suddenly, for no apparent reason at all, one of the men on guard was jerked into the air feet upwards."
From twenty miles away stabbed the "atom-filtering" rays to Allen Baker in his cell in the death house.
“Ulla, ulla, ulla, ulla,” wailed that superhuman note—great waves of sound sweeping down the broad, sunlit roadway,between the tall buildings on each side.
PRESTER KLEIG, ordered to Madagascar from the Secret Room, had been merely an operative.
“Yet,” said Graham, “there is something resists, something you are holding down—something that stirs and presses.”
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There is no reason why everybody should not know the principal planets at sight nearly as well as everybody knows the moon.
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The story of Tommy Reames' rescue of Professor Denham and his daughter marooned in the fifth dimension.
Ross worked his way to a curtain of underbrush from which he had a free view of the beach and the aliens.
An expression of pain crossed his features, and he shuddered—but not from fear.
"Ho—warrior!" Ross returned hoarsely, trying to lade that title with all the scorn he could summon.
My will is law beyond this king—beyond these palace soldiers—beyond any power you have ever known.
BENDA conducted me personally to a room very much like an ordinary hotel room.
Unmoving, their ship seemed, through the long hours.
It was sublime and terrible, and on the result of that conflict.
The fact is that we had absolutely incompatible dispositions and habits of thought and action, and our danger and isolation only accentuated the incompatibility
“I know the valley from end to end,” she said. “Tell me where you would go and I will lead you there as well by night as by day.”
“I do not know that I can blame you,” he said; “but what matters it? Tomorrow we shall both be dead. Let us at least call a truce until then.”
“Very warm,” said I; “but not too warm for us here.”
She was silent for a moment, then she drew my face to hers and kissed me.
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Tars Tarkas was approaching me rapidly, and still more rapidly came the awful horde at his heels.
We are desert people.
He stood looking thoughtfully at the waxen figure. “He will never awake,” he said at last. He sighed. “He will never awake again.”
Out of the flow of time there appears to Commander John Hanson a man of mystery from the forgotten past.
"Harry turns into a thick smoke, and gets sucked into a big hole in the machine."
"This is not hunting ground." His message formed in Dalgard's mind. "That finned one had no fear of me."
"We mean you no ill, star voyager. You are far more than we first thought you, for you have dreamed false and have known. Now dream true, and know it also."
“Why does the big white man who leads the ourang outangs follow us?” he asked. “Is it the chest he desires, or you?”
Jim Dodd, the young archaeologist of the party, could be seen apparently wrestling with something that looked like a suit of armor.
“It’s Hypertrophy—General Hypertrophy.”
Sssuri's great eyes, somber and a little tired, met his. "To us there is only one kind of death to be greatly feared."
There came a girl's scream, and muffled, frantic words.
He started it again but ill, blindness overtook him, and he died of punishment in the mines; but the story he told begot a legend
Presently he becomes aware that the lesser apes are creeping warily closer to have a better look at him.
Probably Rustic Canyon, which enters Santa Monica Canyon a short distance above the sea.
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Now I had to go more carefully, for my trail and the trail of the enemy were converging and constantly the danger of apprehension increased.
He leant over towards me. "I was in that job," he said. "Tried to make myself a rich man, and got made a god instead. I've got my feelings——
She looked at him with a face of hesitation. She spoke with an effort. “You forget,” she said, drawing a deep breath.
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The planets do not twinkle as do the stars.
"I do not fear!" He threw that creed into Ennar's face in one hot boast. He would not fear!
“Our flesh is poison,” I said, “those who eat it die.”
“I did the principal thing that I desired to do,” I replied, wishing to learn if Nah-ee-lah had escaped.
Once a cave-lion, emboldened by familiarity with the camp fires of primitive people, leaped through the encircling ring of flame.
At last the villagers had retired, with the exception of the sentries that guarded the narrow bridges connecting the dwellings with the shore.
"Big skull, oversize for the body." PaKeeKee squatted on his heels by the head lying on the sand at the end of the now fully extended neck.
“No, no,” cried Howard, still gripping his arm. “This way. You must go this way.” And the men in red following them seemed ready to enforce his orders.
Lightning played along the black ridges above them, and below was a sheer drop to a river which was only a silver thread.
The last word the officer heard was Redwood’s high-pitched, “But at least you might tell me if my Son—”
The gardens of the sky are not the same in autumn as in summer, either in their arrangement or in the peculiarities of their bloom.
Smaller and smaller grew the retreating prahu as, straight as an arrow, she sped toward the dim outline of verdure clad Borneo.
These latter cells are filled with limpid fluid, which after long immersion in alcohol deposits much brown matter.
The structure, pivoting downward, plunged Quest to his waist in the osmotic solution.
To him at least the Door in the Wall was a real door leading through a real wall to immortal realities.
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"Time is what you do not have, boy. Tomorrow they will tape you. Then—no over the wall for you."
"You have a bad record, young man."
Dr. Bird discovers a dastardly plot, amazing in its mechanical ingenuity, behind the apparently trivial eye trouble of the President.
Messrs. Huggins, Vogel, and others have believed that they found spectroscopic proof of the existence of both air and the vapor of water on Mercury.
“Your stature, your manner, the terrible ferocity of your swordsmanship,”
She readily admitted the deadly terror which the former aroused within her; but of earthquakes she seldom if ever would speak.
“Arise, O Prince,” she whispered. “There be that behind us which has the appearance of a great body of pursuers.”
The eyes of God surveyed us.
"A wise guy doesn't spill his ignorance. He uses his eyes and ears and keeps his trap shut——"
Movement ensues if a gland is momentarily touched three or four times; but if touched only once or twice, though with considerable force and with a hard object,
Slowly, insidiously, there stole over Allen Parker something uncanny. He could no longer control his hands—even his brain!
“It is the puma,” I said, “still alive, but so cut and mutilated as I pray I may never see living flesh again. Of all vile—”
My first concern was to take my weapons apart and dry them, which was rather difficult in the face of the fact that every rag about me was drenched.
The Sagoths were gaining on me rapidly. There was one in particular, fleeter than his fellows, who was perilously close.
The author has taken pains to be accurate, but if any errors of fact or opinion have crept in, he alone must be blamed for them.
“Certainly,” she replied. “Even now I cannot understand how you were able to overcome a tor-ho with that pitiful little stick of wood.”
“Draw your revolver,” I said, “and follow me. If they interfere we shall have to shoot them. We must get out of this before the others arrive.”
"Now approach!" A great plan—the only plan—had suddenly come to him like an inspiration.
“Behold one of those who live in the darkness.”
Heavens! How the human agony cried within me! I loved Delia. But nothing found expression—I was already too deeply crusted with my acquired self.
“To fight—yes. To fight in the air. I have thought before—. A big aeroplane is a clumsy thing. A resolute man—!”
"You had no trouble with that weapon of yours," Afrukta spoke up.
“Secure them,” he said, “but do not injure them.”
“Do as I tell you and you will be well off. Keep perfect silence. A raised voice may spell your doom; a pistol shot most assuredly.”
I went toward them, and all the perspectives of my reconstructed universe altered as I did so.
She turned without a word—they were both panting—and they went back to where the lady in white struggled to hold back the frightened pony.
People read every day of "miracles" and scarcely give them a second thought, while a hundred years ago their perpetrators would have been destroyed as witches.
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Sadly, sternly, the old professor reveals to his brilliant pupil the greater path to glory.
“They are as they are,” replied the professor. “I shall do for them what I can—when I am gone they must look to themselves. I can see no way out of it.”
The theory of continuity very important and elegant mathematical subject, but not, strictly speaking, a part of philosophy.
“You are the Master of the Earth. You are owner of the world.”
The head of Draco shows finely east of the meridian, and low down in the northeast is the “Laconian Key” of Cassiopeia. But that is for another evening.
A body like his own.... That jelly bath or bed or whatever it was.... The clothing which adapted so skillfully to his measurements....
“You can’t have me!” said I, aghast. He had the squarest and most resolute face I ever set eyes upon.
I DID not appear at that morning meal. I was exhausted and drugged with lack of sleep.
"Which would be centered on objects coming upstream, not down. But in this city there should be yet another way—"
Her head was a little to one side, in the attitude of one who listens intently.
She was very hungry and thirsty and sleepy.
“Whoso kens not him in cloudless night Gleaming aloft, shall cast his eyes in vain To find a brighter sign in all the heaven.”
Shann slammed his hand hard against the ground, sent his body rolling, his stunner up and ready.
Killers had come out of the sky, and they were burning—burning—All living things were fleeing before them.
"Aren't you a little surprised that this small room is not choking full of smoke? You know that the shutters are tightly closed."
Outside his laboratory Bruce Dixon finds a world of living dead men--and above, in the sky, shines a weird green moon.
Graham was the first to speak. His voice was loud and dictatorial. “What is this I hear?” he asked. “Are you bringing negroes here—to keep the people down?”
"Because there is something out there, something which may make all the difference now. Warlock isn't an empty world."
Tom Forsythe, the only son of an old recluse, moved in to a secluded laboratory in the woods.
HE sat in a small half-darkened booth well over in the corner—the man with the strangely glowing blue-green eyes.
The ship that Chet Bullard and Harkness had designed had none of the instruments for space navigation that the ensuing years were to bring.
“I have come to defend the life of the Jemadar and his Princess,” I cried, as I sprang between them and the advancing three.
The plants which I received during the early part of October from Kew never opened their leaves, though subjected to a high temperature.
From analogous reasons, it is probable that all tendril-bearers were primordially twiners, that is, are the descendants of plants having this power and habit.
Our landing place had been the roof of a low building built within and against the city wall.
“Your dreams don’t mix with your memories?” he asked abruptly. “You don’t find yourself in doubt; did this happen or did it not?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “I have been buried in the ruins of a house thirteen or fourteen days. I don’t know what has happened.”
And that night, quite painlessly, and all unknowing, he himself went the common way—out of this Mystery of Change he had spent his life in denying.
An immature decision stands a youth far from home as the world ends
All the way back home I was much worried about her, for I did not like to see her unhappy.
"We will circle about them to the river and then try bartering later. But I do want to establish contact."
THE great discovery came when a box was brought to the dingy room and Mr. Collins was asked to show what was inside it.
“I thank God that you are not dead,” I said. “I feared for that nasty cut upon your head.”
Allusion has already been made to the glittering objects upon masts that stood upon the terrace of the nearer building.
It would be impossible for me to describe these Beast People in detail; my eye has had no training in details, and unhappily I cannot sketch.
"A collision!" Edmund exclaimed. "The thing has struck another big meteor, and they are exchanging fiery compliments."
It is doubtful whether the gift was innate. For my own part, I think it came to him suddenly.
"I was running away from Jubal the Ugly One," she answered, as though that was explanation quite sufficient.
Everyone seemed hostile and yet that might be, and doubtless was, but a reflection of their attitude towards all strangers.
It passed beneath the planes, that were motionless by contrast.
"This, too, has no power any longer, man who walks in the dark."
He thought prison had made his brother a fearful duffer not to know that.
“Can’t say. They’re versatile people. They know a lot of rum dodges. You’d better get that copper-devil, Shakespear, to talk.”
Leslie Larner, an entomologist borrowed from the Earth, pits himself against the night-flying vampires that are ravaging the inhabitants of Venus.
"I heard the trailing garments of the night Sweep through her marble halls, I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls."—H. W. Long
Only near the End of the World does Fate catch up with Tugh, the cripple who ran amuck through Time.
"Curse all white horses!" said the man with the silver bridle, and turned to scan the beast his curse included.
Another thing puzzled me—it was my incomprehensible feeling of elation since I had again seen her.
The weapons of these peoples were unlike those with which Nat-ul was familiar.
And then Kay had broken through and was hewing madly with great sweeps of the ax.
"They weren't rushed. Or if they were, the attackers covered their trail afterward—" Ross ventured.
The glands alone in all ordinary cases are susceptible to excitement.
I saw the red girl, Thuvia of Ptarth, leap forward to prevent the hideous deed.
The barrier held—I had been in time, but by the fraction of a second only.
"You are an agent," the leader corrected him dispassionately, "of whom you will tell us in due time.
"I am poisoned," said Ortiz. He tried to smile, but it was ghastly.
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“There is no manliness,” said Aubrey Vair, with a sudden glow of moral exaltation, “in doing wrong. My love”—
“Muda Saffir has sent us for her. Tell her that her father is very sick and wants her, but do not mention Muda Saffir’s name lest she might not come.”
No other sounds came to his ears than the dismal, bloodthirsty moanings of the beast ahead and the beast behind.
Yes, lions indeed! Sprawled about the dais were a dozen huge forms, while upon the seat of one of the thrones a small cub lay curled in slumber.
“A great fleet of battleships south-south-east, my Prince,” he cried. “There must be several thousands and they are bearing down directly upon us.”
It was with these observations as a basis that I opened my negotiations with him upon his next subsequent visit.
Up the broad center aisle we marched beneath deadly silence, and at the foot of the thrones we halted.
Few people without a training in science can realise the huge isolation of the solar system.
Poor old Pyecraft! Great, uneasy jelly of substance! The fattest clubman in London.
"I told you I would yet prove to[323] the world the greatness of Caleb Barter," said the scientist.
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“Let us hope that we may at least go out with good red blood upon our blades,” he said. It was a simple wish and one most likely to be gratified.
“Could it be possible that we are in the wrong tunnel?” I asked, “and that this does not lead to Laythe?”
"Friend?" Ross asked in the Beaker tongue. The traders ranged far, and perhaps there was a chance they had had contact with this tribe.
Everything was as still a
Robert Thorpe seeks out the nameless horror that is sucking all human life out of ships in the South Pacific.
“To-morrow,” she said, speaking in a whisper too, and still staring out of the window.
With a bound I sprang to the bars of the window opposite us, and took a quick survey of the scene without.
In this respect Jupiter resembles the sun, whose surface also has different rates of rotation diminishing from the equator.
At sight of us they halted in their tracks, and then an ugly smile overspread the features of their leader.
We turn to the extraordinary fluctuations in the light of Eros, and the equally extraordinary conclusions drawn from them.
In the present lecture, I wish to apply the analytic method to the notion of “cause,” and to illustrate the discussion by applying it to the problem of free wil
I had seen the Magic Shop from afar several times; I had passed it once or twice, a shop window of alluring little objects.
The authentic account of why cosmic man damned an outlaw world to be, forever, a leper of Space.
I raised her gently in my arms and pointed at the body of Xaxa lying deathlike on the ersite slab beside her.
“Bring the rope with you. Beyond the knots lies danger.”
There were also Robots here of many different types. Some of them were eight or ten feet in stature, in the fashion of a man:
Thuvia was gone, nor was the body of Kar Komak among the dead.
Alone, alone. There was not another Martian for a hundred miles of emptiness.
My own case, I know, is hopeless, and I am now in some measure prepared to meet my fate.
“It’s the alterations play the devil with us,” said Monson, biting a paper-fastener.
“I cannot kill her,” said Astok. “Issus! I cannot do it! When she turns those eyes upon me my heart becomes water.”
“You are the Princess,” he said. “My father has told me. You are the Princess who was given the Food of the Gods.”
Scene: Helena’s drawing-room as before. The room is dark and gray.
"Ha, easy there, lad. Methinks the sea horse road is too rough for yer feet."
I read the telegram for the second time. Then I folded it up, put it in my pocket, and pressed the little button on my desk. My mind was made up.
Marable, in a desperate frenzy, hacked at the reptile's awful head.
The first tremor that set the timbers of the house to creaking brought Garry Connell out of his bunk and into the middle of the floor.
As Harry opened his eyes from the dreamless slumber, the first thing he noticed was Evelyn looking down at him. He was lying on her lap, on the ground. A peculiar orange glow, mostly from the sunset, was reflecting off from her golden hair. Her otherwise cheerful eyes were moist and blank – and he had never seen her so much without joy before. Her signature smile that she always flashed at him, from which happiness emancipated – had disappeared.
Ed had always been a practical man, when he saw something was wrong he tried to correct it.
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The history of the Horse is lost in antiquity.
“Send for me when you are restless,” I said, “and I will walk and work with you. You should not go about thus at night alone.”
Both Taylor and Snider gave little gasps of astonishment and dismay.
Mars gets a little less than half as much solar light and heat as the earth receives, its situation in this respect being just the opposite to that of Venus.
The positive theory of infinity, and the general theory of number to which it has given rise, are among the triumphs of scientific method in philosophy.
It crawled toward Bradley. "Food! Food!" it screamed. "There is a way out! There is a way out!"
"I would not do that," he said, "for you have just saved my life," and with that he released his hold upon it and squatted down in the bottom of the skiff.
He might be wrong on both of those counts, but inwardly he didn't believe so.
The narrow sickle of the new moon, hanging above the sunset, is a charming telescopic sight.
The SF-22 and her convoy were surrounded by these unearthly rays.
“That is our goal, perhaps—I admit it—as far as science goes,” said the fair-haired student, rising to the challenge. “But there are things above science.”
“Give me a revolver,” she whispered. “I can use that upon those your sword does not silence in time.”
"I think so." Her voice was weak. "The Foanna ... Ynlan ... Ynvalda—" Steadying herself against him, she tried to look around.
On the day of the next full moon every living thing on earth will be wiped out of existence
A Story of the Stone Age is of a time beyond the memory of man, before the beginning of history.
Scene: Central office of the factory of Rossum’s Universal Robots.
Judging by their attitude, the box had run to earth there the prey they had been searching for.
Camelopardalus is a very inconspicuous constellation, yet it furnishes considerable occupation for the telescope.
After I passed Joliet I had to make inquiries, and this I did boldly of the few men I saw laboring in the tiny fields scattered along my way.
Walter Harkness, piloting his ship to a slow, safe landing on a new world, had watched his instruments with care.
“Brother Or-tis will tell you if you do not know—you are to be taken to him.”
I led the way directly to the spot at which we had found the trail, about four miles down river from the ship and apparently in the heart of dense forest.
The whole island is of volcanic origin; its circumference, according to Beatson, is about twenty-eight miles.
Ross hesitated. She had not said the rest. What if he could not find Gordon at all? But he would—he had to!
“A position, I can assure you, demanding Tact of an altogether superhuman quality!”
Eyes ... eyes.... Shann dimly heard the alarm cry of the wolverines.
“Why should we fight,” he asked. “Against such fearful odds? There is another way—a better way. Look!” He pointed toward the companion-way that led below deck.
"We bring you the strange creature that Fosh-bal-soj captured and brought thither at thy command."
Before dark the vessel moved slowly out of the harbor, setting a course across the strait in the direction that the war prahus had taken.
Impossible! What sort of creatures would they be, that could live two miles beneath the surface of the earth?
Madly the three raced for their lives up the shaft of the radium mine, for behind them poured a stream of hideous monsters—giants of the ray!
Commander John Hanson of the Special Patrol Service records another of his thrilling interplanetary assignments.
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“Release me.” Her voice was level—frigid.
Far ahead, a tiny speck in the distance, I made out another flier late in the afternoon.
It had not on Warlock.
I knew though that my ruse had worked and that temporarily at least Thuvia and Tars Tarkas were safe, and the means of escape was theirs.
"... blow the winds between the worlds, And hang the suns in ... dark—of—of—"
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The Martian gestured with a reptilian arm toward the ladder.
The girl's heart filled with a great longing as she looked wistfully out toward the hills that she had so feared before.
Beyond the lighted chamber of the lake was darkness—what lay behind the darkness I could not even guess.
“I do not know,” he replied. “Never have I been here before, nor ever have I cared to do so.”
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Fate throws two young Earthians into desperate conflict with the primeval monsters of an electron's savage jungles.
Philosophy, from the earliest times, has made greater claims, and achieved fewer results, than any other branch of learning.
My own interest in the coming drug certainly did not wane in the time.
"Now constellations, Muse, and signs rehearse; In order let them sparkle in thy verse."—Manilius.
"Fancy!" cried Fanny, "we are going to Rome, my dear! Rome! I don't seem to believe it, even now."
The government already possesses a complete official report of my adventures beyond thirty.
“Thus life has always been,” we said; “thus it will always be.”
Sometimes you just fill out the foursome with anybody so you can play.
“I am sorry,” he said, “that I bring you such sad news,” and then we guessed that the worst had happened.
"Those weren't animals they killed—back on that island." Raf brought out what was at the heart of his trouble.
I have kept alive all the most distinct breeds, which I could procure in England or from the Continent; and have prepared skeletons of all.
Kulan Tith, Jeddak of Kaol, to whom she was affianced, commanded her respect and admiration.
No generalisations about race are too extravagant for the inflamed credulity of the present time.
At last he ventured on. “Here goes,” he said, and roused his machinery to motion again, followed intently by that great white eye.
Men of science, for the most part, are willing to condemn immediate data as “merely subjective,”
"This Orpheus struck when with his wondrous song He charmed the woods and drew the rocks along."—Manilius.
Young lovers of three eras are swept down the torrent of the sinister cripple Tugh's frightful vengeance.
The backs of the leaves bear numerous minute papillae, which do not secrete, but have the power of absorption.
McNeil laughed, and Ashe smiled. "Well enough, Lal. Perhaps you are a wiser man than you think. But also I do not believe you should stay here."
Even under the reign of perpetual summer the fields and trees find time and opportunity to rest and restore their productive forces.
"Good luck," Cox said gloomily. "But who ever heard of a man turning into a plant? We told him it wasn't possible, but he just smiled at us."
"It's a wub," Peterson said. "I got it from a native for fifty cents. He said it was a very unusual animal. Very respected."
“They are indeed of the highest excellence,” I replied. “It is the very moon herself that you see there.”
The idea of individual liberty is one that has grown in importance and grows with every development of modern thought.
With scarcely a parting glance I turned my eyes again toward Mars, lifted my hands toward his lurid rays, and waited.
A terrific force was emanating from that devilish globe above.
“She is still all-powerful here, however,” I replied. “So it behooves us to leave at the first moment that appears at all propitious.”
... "that region Where still by night is seen The Virgin goddess near to bright Boötes."—Poste's Aratus.
We now come to our second class of climbing plants, namely, those which ascend by the aid of irritable or sensitive organs.
This plant, commonly called Venus’ fly-trap, from the rapidity and force of its movements, is one of the most wonderful in the world.
The sky was alive with winged shapes, and high in the air shone the glittering menace, trailing five plumes of gas.
“May I hope for you, then?” I asked. “For I surely see a way; however slight a possibility for success it may have, still, it is a way.”
At first I thought that she was going to ignore me entirely, but finally she thought better of it.
We had been captured by a race of gigantic beetles.
It was now two years since Edwin Leland bought the estate for a song and took up his residence in the gloomy old house.
He heard his words trailing off idiotically, and swore at himself.
Humble and hive-bees are good botanists, for they know that varieties may differ widely in the colour of their flowers and yet belong to the same species.
They were moving sluggishly along the red light, seeming to flow rather than crawl.
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Marooned on the sea-floor, his hoisting cable cut, young Abbot is left at the mercy of the man-sharks.
“I confess,” I replied, “that I am not acquainted with her, and do not even see her. Please point her out to me.”
“Prepare the subject for revivification,” he said, “and make what study you can of all its reactions.” With that he left the room.
When we enumerated the points with which reality has been questioned, one of those mentioned was the supposed impossibility of infinity and continuity.
“Don’t ask questions here,” said Asano, “or you will be involved in an argument.”
There was also, at the moment the story begins, a mass of crystal, worked into the shape of an egg and brilliantly polished.
"Forget it," he said. "It's all in the past. There isn't anybody up there now but the leadys, and they don't mind."
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Row after row of the monsters roared by, going greedily with hungry guns into battle.
Only Dr. Bird's super-scientific sleuthing stands in the way of Ivan Saranoff's latest attempt at wholesale destruction.
Neither my Utopian double nor I love emotion sufficiently to cultivate it, and my feelings are in a state of seemly subordination when we meet again.
There are many breeds which transmit their characters more or less truly.
My friend did not leave me in doubt on the following morning as to the genuineness of her interest in her new studies.
As in the last chapter, I will first give my experiments, and then a brief summary of the results with some concluding remarks.
A plant of Ipomoea purpurea, or as it is often called in England the convolvulus major, a native of South America, grew in my greenhouse.
“Let me see,” he said. “They’re ten days old. And by the side of an ordinary chick I should fancy—about six or seven times as big....”
Our business here is to be Utopian, to make vivid and credible, if we can, first this facet and then that, of an imaginary whole and happy world.
By tendrils I mean filamentary organs, sensitive to contact and used exclusively for climbing.
I will here interrupt my account of the movements of the leaves, and describe the phenomenon of aggregation, to which subject I have already alluded.
The inquest into the mysterious death of Darius Darrow, savant, inventor, recluse and eccentric, resembled a scientific convention.
The leaves are entire, instead of being much divided, as in the foregoing aquatic species.
When the crossed seedlings were on an average half an inch high, the self-fertilised ones were only a quarter of an inch high.
Another map spread out and this time pinned down with small stones on beach gravel.
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The projector, belching forth its stinking breath of corruption, swung in a mad arc over the ceiling, over the walls.
There is no other planet that has a moon relatively as large as ours.
And one day he stood up, straightened his back, and said in a loud voice, “No!
I realized that he could not be aware we knew he was the murderer.
Dr. Bird, scientific sleuth extraordinary, goes after a sinister stealer of brains.
"Better go there," he cried. "Over before they try to gut you!"
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Florian Waldour's remote expression did not change. "Every possible precaution was in force. There was a sleeper—a hidden agent—planted——"
The entire absence of coral-reefs in certain large areas within the tropical seas, is a remarkable fact.
There were no words, for they would have been a waste of breath. The very presence of the two proclaimed their treachery.
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I have briefly abstracted these opinions for the sake of showing those who have never attended to such subjects, how perplexed with doubt they are.
The greater number of them had their truncated summits cut off obliquely, and they all sloped towards the S.E., whence the trade-wind blows.
The subjects discussed in this volume are so connected that it is not a little difficult to decide how they can be best arranged.
I do not wish to exaggerate; yet I cannot avoid seeming to do so in simply telling the facts.
A long shoot projected beyond the upper end of the supporting stick, and was steadily revolving.
Pinguicula vulgaris.—This plant grows in moist places, generally on mountains.
As he forged on the scent of Ta became stronger, until at last the huge, ungainly beast loomed large before Nu's eyes.
We were going on some mysterious cruise to the South Seas, the details of which I did not know.
In the burning solitude of the great Arizona desert, a young scientist was about to perform an experiment that might have far-reaching results for humanity.
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This throws me back upon my private observations.
IT came suddenly, without warning, and it brought consternation to the people of the world.
Norman and Hackett, bulky in their thick flying suits, seemed to fill the little office.
He perceived the ants were becoming interesting, and the nearer he drew to them the more interesting they became.
Through infinite deeps of space Jerry Foster hurtles to the Moon—only to be trapped by a barbaric race and offered as a living sacrifice to Oong
Having found that the salts of ammonia were so powerful, I was led to investigate the action of some other salts.
Fraser felt vague regret, but it didn't take him long to forget it; he was too busy making plans for his wedding.
A crossed plant flowered before any one of the self-fertilised in all three pots.
“If we were to form a committee of trustworthy people to control the manufacture of Boomfood—Herakleophorbia, I should say—we might—”
Logic, in the Middle Ages, to the present day in teaching, meant no more than a scholastic collection of technical terms and rules of syllogistic inference
Splinters of clean glass were scattered on a large number of leaves, and these became moderately inflected.
Something in the many-faceted mind of the master machine spurs it to diabolical revolt against the authority of its human masters.
As some naturalists may not be familiar with the chief breeds of the fowl, it will be advisable to give a condensed description of them.
The leaves arise from an almost woody axis; they are linear, much attenuated towards their tips, and several inches in length.
"Here they come!" Soriki reported. "One—two—five—no, six of them. And they're heading for the city. No dollies with them, but they're all armed."
Captain Moresby found on one water-washed reef the marks of wells and graves, which were excavated when it supported an islet.
“Science! What we want now is socialism—not science.”
No theory worthy of notice has been advanced to account for those barrier-reefs, which encircle islands of moderate dimensions.
The uncoloured coasts consist, first and chiefly, of those, where there are no coral-reefs, or such small portions as to be quite insignificant.
“They are kept to do the bidding of the race of therns; to furnish at once their sport and their sustenance.
Toward the third meal hour of the thirteenth day of the voyage Orthis entered the messroom noticeably under the influence of liquor.
The collar (called the peristome by Cohn) is evidently formed, like the valve, by an inward projection of the walls of the bladder.
Parload stood at the open window, opera-glass in hand, and sought and found and was uncertain about and lost again, the new comet.
His thin face rapt, eyes alight with emotion, Reinhart gazed intently up at the central SRB computer, studying its reading.
Philosophy may be approached by many roads, but one of the oldest and most traveled is the road leading past doubt as to the reality of the world of sense
“Have you not read, somewhere, in the last ten years, that the moon was actually born from the earth?”
I shall not enter into so much detail on the variability of cultivated plants, as in the case of domesticated animals.
“In Utopia everything would have been different,” I say.
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I was an eye-witness of the whole of the affair outside the Bantock Burden pit, and—I do not know what happened.
Locked in a rocket and fired into space!—such was the fate which awaited young Stoddard at the end of the diamond trail!
Out of solid ice Craig hews three long-frozen Egyptians—and is at once caught up into amazing adventure.
The fact, moreover, of pure water acting on the glands deserves in itself some notice.
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Garth Howard, prey to half the animals of the forest, fights valiantly to regain his lost five feet of size.
The self-fertilised seeds germinated rather before the others; but as soon as I got equal pairs they were planted on the opposite sides of four pots.
The inconspicuous Lynx furnishes some fine telescopic objects, all grouped near the northwestern corner of the constellation.
The epic exploit of one who worked in the dark and alone, behind the enemy lines, in the great Last War.
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The revolving movement of a tendril is not stopped by the curving of its extremity after it has been touched.
“He’ll grow, as far as I can calculate from the hens and the wasps, to the height of about five-and-thirty feet—with everything in proportion—-”
A ray of fire, green, mysterious, stabs through the night to Dan on his ship. It leads him to an island of unearthly peril.
It was the figure of an immense grey-black creature, rearing its colossal shoulders twelve or fourteen feet above the ground.
The reasons which have led various authors to infer that our dogs have descended from more than one wild species are as follows.
By this term I include all those sudden changes in structure or appearance which occasionally occur in full-grown plants in their flower-buds or leaf-buds.
The breeds of the pig have recently been more closely studied, though much still remains to be done, than those of almost any other domesticated animal.
Three kidnapped Earthlings show Xantra of the Tillas how "docile" Earth slaves can be.
In the later experiments, the fully-grown plants were cut down and weighed, and then the immense advantage from a cross became manifest.
The advantages derived from cross-fertilisation throw a flood of light on most of the chief characters of flowers.
Six flowers on a plant covered by a net were crossed with pollen from a distinct plant and produced six capsules, containing by weight 4.44 grains of seed.
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