{"id":6291,"date":"2019-04-11T18:59:52","date_gmt":"2019-04-11T18:59:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/52themes.com\/demo\/06\/?p=366"},"modified":"2023-10-03T12:30:13","modified_gmt":"2023-10-03T10:30:13","slug":"the-sunset-faded-to-twilight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.servitoro.com\/en\/the-sunset-faded-to-twilight\/","title":{"rendered":"The sunset faded to twilight"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

After the glimpse I had had of the Martians emerging from the cylinder in which they had come to the earth from their planet, a kind of fascination paralysed my actions. I remained standing knee-deep in the heather, staring at the mound that hid them. I was a battleground of fear and curiosity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I did not dare to go back towards the pit, but I felt a passionate longing to peer into it. I began walking, therefore, in a big curve, seeking some point of vantage and continually looking at the sand heaps that hid these new-comers to our earth. Once a leash of thin black whips, like the arms of an octopus, flashed across the sunset and was immediately withdrawn, and afterwards a thin rod rose up, joint by joint, bearing at its apex a circular disk that spun with a wobbling motion. What could be going on there?<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n