📔 The Gods of Mars

I may say that that single cursory examination of this awful travesty on Nature would have proved quite sufficient to my desires had I been a free agent.

I dropped the vessel quickly to a lower level. Nor was I a moment too soon. The girl had swooned.

I think that the most fearsome attribute of these awesome creatures is their silence and the fact that one never sees them—nothing but those baleful eyes glaring unblinkingly out of the dark void behind.

A thousand times I berated myself for being drawn into such a trap as I might have known these pits easily could be.

The great banths sniffed the unfamiliar odours, and then with a rush they broke past us with low growls, swarming across the gardens beneath the lurid light of the nearer moon.