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Skeniranje A3 formata sa A4 skenerom je živa gnjavaža.

Man at Work

Skicirana prva tabla (od osam) epizode Rosenkrantza.
U ostalim vijestima, astronaut Chris Hadfield izvodi "Space Oddity". U svemiru.

Essehist #4: Kolonijalizacija

U srijedu, 15. svibnja 2013., na Filozofskom fakultetu u Osijeku (svečana dvorana, prostorija br. 60) održat će se promocija četvrtog broja Essehista, časopisa studenata povijesti (i drugih društveno-humanističkih znanosti).

NPC Cards

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Skeleton Warrior

The Epilogue

At any rate, whether we expect another invasion or not, our views of the human future must be greatly modified by these events. We have learned now that we cannot regard this planet as being fenced in and a secure abiding place for Man; we can never anticipate the unseen good or evil that may come upon us suddenly out of space.

-- THE END --

II:09 - Wreckage

 
There were few people in the train, and I was in no mood for casual conversation. I got a compartment to myself, and sat with folded arms, looking greyly at the sunlit devastation that flowed past the windows. And just outside the terminus the train jolted over temporary rails, and on either side of the railway the houses were blackened ruins.

II:08 - Dead London

But before the dawn my courage returned, and while the stars were still in the sky I turned once more towards Regent's Park. I missed my way among the streets, and presently saw down a long avenue, in the half-light of the early dawn, the curve of Primrose Hill. On the summit, towering up to the fading stars, was a third Martian, erect and motionless like the others.

II:07 - The Man on Putney Hill

As I drew nearer I perceived he was dressed in clothes as dusty and filthy as my own; he looked, indeed, as though he had been dragged through a culvert. Nearer, I distinguished the green slime of ditches mixing with the pale drab of dried clay and shiny, coaly patches. His black hair fell over his eyes, and his face was dark and dirty and sunken, so that at first I did not recognise him. There was a red cut across the lower part of his face.

II:06 - The Work of Fifteen Days

After sunset I struggled on along the road towards Putney, where I think the Heat-Ray must have been used for some reason. And in the garden beyond Roehampton I got a quantity of immature potatoes, sufficient to stay my hunger. From this garden one looked down upon Putney and the river. The aspect of the place in the dusk was singularly desolate: blackened trees, blackened, desolate ruins, and down the hill the sheets of the flooded river, red-tinged with the weed. And over all--silence. It filled me with indescribable terror to think how swiftly that desolating change had come.