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H. G. Wells' science fiction novel The War of the Worlds remains one of my favourite science fiction reads. It captures the imagination in a way that has inspired many other alien invasion stories since its release at the end of the 19th century.
If you haven't read the other drabbles in the Drabble Classics series then you can do so here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/d...
And now here is my drabble tribute to this classic novel:
The War of the Worlds
From Mars the invaders came, I approached the site alongside a crowd. They were incinerated by the heat ray and the few survivors fled.
A giant tripod was constructed and left the pit, London’s defences collapsed and a mass exodus began. I purchased tickets to escape by sea, but war machines arrived. The Thunder Child’s sacrifice enabled my wife to escape on the steamer.
More cylinders landed and red weed choked the land. I returned to London where I charged a war machine, expecting to be slain but it was already dead, killed by the lowest of all Earth’s creatures.


There's nothing wrong with dark writing, I have a habit of it myself :-)

Prince Charming was not happy. Not only did he lose his princess but he also lost his solid gold watch at the ball.
Cinderella watched as Stepmother tripped and the glass sli..."
The watch - it's like a Fledermaus... except with Cenerentola and Lorenzo da Ponte too!

After Beaumarchais
Pierre-Augustin Caron de Beaumarchais was no ordinary man. He was a playwright. He was an actor. He was a patriot and a traitor, a watchmaker and a fighter at court. He traveled to and from America and helped with the freedom from Britain and helped a barber become freed from his irksome master. He intrigued Marie Antoinette and annoyed Joseph II by intriguing Count Almaviva and annoying Figaro.
But what happened after all that?
“Hey, Pierre!”
It was da Ponte.
“What?” Beaumarchais demanded, annoyed.
“Time for lunch!”
“Not that again. I’m writing a sequel.”
“Another?” he laughed, “Ms. Storace’ll pleased!”

Inedit??? I gather it is a typo - but can't decide what it's really supposed to be.

Should 'in edit' be 'original', or am I on the wrong track altogether.

Gutted! You mean you did not cry, Suze? I need to re-write that one and input some powerful emotions in it..."
Sorry, but I won't cry, I'm not all all romantic and certainly not into "soppy" stuff. I still like it though.


And I cry in every sad film, every sad bits of a book, I als..."
There was one month where any time I saw anything die I would be hysterical (it was two months after my bird died - she was pretty close to me and had a seizure disorder :( ) - I cried when both Giuliano and Lorenzo died in Signora da Vinci, when Mozart died in Amadeus (I also laughed a little)... I cried when I killed one of my characters... but now I'm come scoglio (immoto resta, contra i venti, e la tempesta - di piangi)...

I don't think I've ever cried over a film. Phil says I'm a hard hearted so and so. As for being romantic, guess who forgot her first wedding anniversary!

''Then'', she said bowing graciously, ''take the credit for them because you taught them how to write them, even if you did not know it''."
That's kind of you to say so, but the talent was already there :-)

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Oh, thank you. *blush* You are too modest, Michael.
There is a Budhist proverb that says: ''When the student is..."
I like that :-)

You outta get out more Missy. XXXX

You outta get out more Missy. XXXX"
No need to worry, I did not expec..."
ooch, i was only teasing you, you big silly. youre doing fine L@L

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A True Gentleman
Like all good things that amazing first date came to an end, my usual nervousness returned as I escorted her home. Should I kiss her? The Imp said yes and so we kissed and she tasted of strawberries, which was unexpected but not unpleasant.
She invited me in and I was very much up for that idea, but the Imp said no. A bit unfair I thought, but he seems to know best, keep her keen for next time was his advice.
Besides I had some test to undergo before I first mated, I wonder what he meant by that?

Social Studies Class
The teacher glared as the students filed in. 'Average,' she thought, 'nothing special.' No-one caught her eye as she watched them enter the room. She began to speak before the second bell rang.
"Welcome to Social Studies 8," she said with a straight face, "I am Ms. M-----. Now, you do not know the first thing about anything, but by the end of the year, you will be as smart as I am. In fact, your parents aren't sure now that you are smart..."
The girl in the front row put down her copy of the Divine Comedy in shame.

With some difficulty, we made a concerted effort not to stare at those around us while they seemed oblivious to our presence, or perhaps they had better manners.

'My parents know that I'm smart,' she thought to herself, 'why wouldn't I be?'
She continued reading.
'What has caught your interest so and makes you lag behind? Keep up with me and let those people talk!' she read to herself, 'Be like a solid tower, who's brave height remains unmoved by the winds that blow: the man who lets his thoughts be turned aside by one thing or another will lose sight of his true goal, his mind sapped of strength'.
'If only Virgil was here to help me get through the next two periods of hell', she though.

But if you think about it in the way of what my Hell woudle be like, the 1st layer would be Italian/Social Studies class, the 2nd would be a never ending performance of a Shakespeare play/opera with my school while sitting under a balcony (so you can't hear anything) with an annoying teacher next to me, the third would be a never ending period of time in which people force me to sing for them and then make fun of me, and the fourth would be having super folky/pop music playing while I'm trying to do my homework. I haven't come up with the other 4 yet.

....why do you think I am NOT there???
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Dracula by Bram Stoker is one of the classic vampire stories, although most people will be familiar with the character from the numerous films (my favourite being Gary Oldman's portrayal). Although on the surface it's a horror novel (and for it's time quite a risque one) it is at heart a love story (and nothing wrong with that!). For modern readers it can hard work to read, but it's impact on horror and in particular vampire stories in the past century or so cannot be overstated.
To celebrate this classic novel I have written a drabble based on its plot, if you've not read the rest of the Drabble Classics serie sthen you can do so here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/d...
Dracula
To Count Dracula’s castle Jonathan Harker travelled where he advised the Count and was then condemned to the company of his undead brides.
In London the Count arrived and stalked Jonathan’s fiancée Mina and her friend Lucy whom he turned into a vampire. The learned Van Helsing revealed the secrets of nosferatu and with their friends decapitated Lucy thus ending her curse.
Jonathan escaped and after marrying Mina returned to London and joined with their friends. Eventually they faced Dracula at the gates of his castle. After a desperate battle they slew the vampire and freed Mina from his bondage.