Buğlem Öner: "Escape!": Escape! A white railway signal here, the end of a garden shed there, white and fresh among the wreckage. And shining with the growing light of the east, three of metal giants stood by the pit. Their heads were turning as though they were looking at the destruction they had produced. It seemed to me that the pit had been engarled, and sometimes clouds of bright green smoke came up out of it and rose Into the air.

A white railway signal here, the end of a garden shed there, white and fresh among the wreckage. And shining with the growing light of the east, three of metal giants stood by the pit. Their heads were turning as though they were looking at the destruction they had produced. It seemed to me that the pit had been engarled, and sometimes clouds of bright green smoke came up out of it and rose Into the air.

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The War Of Worlds H. G. Wells

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