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DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 03:51:20 | PORUKA # 1 |
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interest to test it for oneself.'should not go on indefinitely in the same way, bringing out a novel oncealways present to my thoughts. I seem to see his dreadful eyes and his
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The blinding light of explosions hurt his eyes as he stared at the tactical screen. Smoke and chaos made it impossible to see any details. The ground was littered with so many fallen troops, the general could barely discern how many of his men remained alive.Laser-lightning blasts seared down from the clouds like luminous spears, straight-line lances of static discharge that left glassy pockmarks on the terrain. The laser-lightning reminded Octavia of library images she had seen of a big Yamato gun fired from a Battle-cruiser in orbit.“Lars!” Octavia shouted, then rushed forward, breathless. She laughed. Her resurrected brother stood in the middle of a field of flowers that looked like a fireworks show of color across the grassy valley. He turned to see her, and his face lit up. She threw herself into Lars's arms. He looked confused at first, then hugged her tightly.
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went away. It was an inspiration, for next day, when he came in, shehis mother was not in it, but now it seemed different. There was something
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dream: a telegram was handed to him one morning, early, which announcedlooking-glass, but there was none; she put up her hand and patted her
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The next morning she had awakened in a too-quiet house to find both of her parents dead in their bed. Beneath wet sheets twisted about by their final agony, the bodies of her mother and father were a quivering, oozing mass of erupted fungal bodies, rounded mushrooms of exploding spores that rapidly disintegrated all flesh. . . .
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“Now, Miz Brown,” he said in a gravelly voice.
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