Buğlem Öner: We may picture too the sudden chaning of attention the fast spreading curls of black mist turning the evening sky black a strange and horrible black mist which come down upon its victims. There must have been a lot of screaming and shouting as the men and horses ran to try and escape from the mist. And then nothing left but a silent mass of black mist hiding it dead.

We may picture too the sudden chaning of attention the fast spreading curls of black mist turning the evening sky black a strange and horrible black mist which come down upon its victims. There must have been a lot of screaming and shouting as the men and horses ran to try and escape from the mist. And then nothing left but a silent mass of black mist hiding it dead.

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The War Of Worlds H. G. Wells

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