Extraterrestrial beings -- Fiction; Science fiction, English; Space flight to Mars -- Fiction
In the grey dawn of morning the weather began to clear; white fogs hung
low over the densest parts of the swamp, but near the _Sirius_ the mist
lifted, and the leaden-looking sky was visible. We now climbed out on
to the balcony, and though nearly surrounded with the giant reeds, we
had a fairly good view of the range of snow-capped mountains which
extended beyond the lake. With the break of day the tumultuous carnival
of the wild beasts inhabiting the marsh came to an end, and their cries
gradually ceased. Buried as we were, among the dense, marshy forest,
we could not be absolutely certain, but so far as we could judge, the
country seemed more open beyond the lake. We had evidently descended
just on the outskirts of the swamp, which was apparently connected with
the lake, and formed part of a vast plain extending to the mountains.
The lowest of these we computed to be about twelve miles away. As we
were thus doing our best to make out a little of the country round us,
the distant mountain-tops became illumined with the rays of the rising
sun. The snow upon their highest summits gleamed like burnished silver
in the light, and as the morning broke, the clouds reflected a rosy
radiance of rare beauty. The dawn on Mars was very similar to the
dawn on Earth; and as we watched the sunlight leap from peak to peak,
and the heavens change from one glorious hue to another, we could have
fancied ourselves watching some of the many magnificent sunrises we had
seen in the Alps, or on the lofty Himalayas.
It really appeared as though all the animal life of Mars was nocturnal;
for, with the break of day, not a trace of a living creature could be
seen or heard--all was silent as the grave. The wind had dropped, and
not even the feathery crowns of the giant reeds moved; everything was
still.
Our future movements were of such importance, that even Dr. Hermann
restrained his eager curiosity to examine the strange beast Graham
had shot, and which was lying dead somewhere outside the _Sirius_,
and suggested that, as soon as we had breakfasted, we should consult
together as to what was best to be done.
The meal was quickly over, none of us having much inclination to eat
after the excitement of the previous night.
"It is now time that we began seriously to discuss our future
movements," remarked the Doctor, rising from the table, and leading the
way to the laboratory, whither we usually retired as soon as our meals
were over. "There is much for us to consider and decide."
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