What surprised Sola most in me was that while I could catch telepathic messages easily from others, and often when they were not intended for me, no...
It looked serious, but we in California…
Nov 17, 10 • Featured • No Comments »Hare-Lip spat loudly his disgust, and Granser hastened to make amends. “We talked through the air in those days, thousands and thousands of miles. And the word came of a strange disease that had broken out in New...
There is no reason why!
Nov 17, 10 • Featured, Showbiz • 4 Comments »“We may,” he replied; “but you will find that the Sagoths can move with incredible swiftness, and as they are almost tireless they are doubtless much fresher than we. Then—” he paused,...
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Crossed the Hudson in the Jersey City ferryboat
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After a minute or two, they began moving…
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Good heavens! cried Mrs. Elphinstone.
She explained that they had as much as thirty pounds in gold, besides a five-pound note, and suggested that with that they might get upon a train at...
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The Sagoths scratched their heads
I was sorry to part with Ja, for I had come to like him very much indeed. With his hidden city upon the island of Anoroc as a base, and his savage...
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Crouching beside the brook
Cautiously I crept up the stairway to the tunnel’s end, and peering out saw the broad plain of Phutra before me. The numerous lofty, granite...
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But that night a strange thing occurred to me
By midnight the works were in full operation. We were clear from the carcase; sail had been made; the wind was freshening; the wild ocean darkness...
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Thus we were weaving and weaving away when I started at a sound so strange, long drawn, and musically wild and unearthly, that the ball of free will dropped from my hand, and I stood gazing up at the clouds whence that voice dropped like a wing. High aloft in the cross-trees was that mad Gay-Header, Tashtego. 
