In Birdys Eyes

60+ yr old bored man who loves to write


Storyline

  • First Book: Chapter 7.

    “IT WAS now about three a.m., and, presently, the Eastern sky began to pale with the coming of dawn. Gradually, the day came, and, by its light, I scanned the gardens, earnestly; but nowhere could I see any signs of the brutes. I leant over, and glanced down to the foot of the wall, to Continue reading

  • First Book: Chapter 6.

    “I Spent some time, puzzling how to strengthen the study door. Finally, I went down to the kitchen, and with some trouble, brought up several heavy pieces of timber. These, I wedged up, slantwise, against it, from the floor, nailing them top and bottom. For half-an- hour, I worked hard, and, at last, got it Continue reading

  • First Book: Chapter 5.

    “IT was evening, a week later. My sister sat in the garden, knitting. I was walking up and down, reading. My gun leant up against the wall of the house; for, since the advent of that strange thing in the gardens, I had deemed it wise to take precautions. Yet, through the whole week, there Continue reading

  • First Book: Chapter 4.

    “THUS I was, and only the memory that I had lived through the dark, once before, served to sustain my thoughts. A great time passed–ages. And then a single star broke its way through the darkness. It was the first of one of the out-lying clusters of this universe. Presently, it was far behind, and Continue reading

  • First Book: Chapter 1

    MANY are the hours in which I have pondered upon the story that is set forth in the following pages. I trust that my instincts are not awry when they prompt me to leave the account, in simplicity, as it was handed to me. And the Manuscript [MS], itself–You must picture me, when first it Continue reading

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A old hand at blogging, starting first blog in 2009, closed in 2022 with 20,000 articles and storeies.

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