Chapter Four - The Cylinder Opens
But, looking, I presently saw something stirring within the
shadow: greyish billowy movements, one above another, and then two
luminous disks—like eyes.
Two large dark-coloured eyes were regarding me steadfastly. The
mass that framed them, the head of the thing, was rounded, and had,
one might say, a face.
Orson Wel....er, I meant H. G., The War of the Worlds.
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