Tác giả: Chiasesach

At daybreak of the fifteenth day of my search

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

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The great excavation lay far from the plaza

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

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We Are Testing A Pagination Here

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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

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I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians'...

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It is very curious to watch this

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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...

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He runs towards the Maybury Hill: Embeds

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At first I regarded little but the road before me, and then abruptly my attention was arrested by something that was moving...

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Testing images in the post

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And as the day advanced and the engine drivers and stokers refused to return to London ...

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Oscar Wilde

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Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not, and a sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is....

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I realized that the crest must be within the range of…

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At that I gripped my wife’s arm, and without ceremony ran her out into the road. ...

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It must be in a month, but I see nothing here

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We can't possibly stay here, I said; and as I spoke the firing reopened for a moment upon the common. ...

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