The waning of a worldBackus, W. Elwyn (Waldo Elwyn)
Science
The waning of a world
Backus, W. Elwyn (Waldo Elwyn)
Martians -- Fiction; Science fiction; Space flight to Mars -- Fiction; Space ships -- Fiction
The machinery continued its musical purr uninterrupted. Once he started
the dynamo for a while, causing the temporary opening of a sleepy eye or
two. He wished to keep the batteries charged to fullest capacity until
they were well on their way, after which their velocity through space
could be maintained with a very little expenditure of current.
The prolonged excitement of the past weeks, particularly of the last few
days, together with loss of sleep, proved too much for Robert. Several
times he caught himself dozing. Lulled by the hum of the machinery, he
finally slipped off into oblivion.
Grotesque and confused dreams followed one after the other through his
uneasy slumber in seemingly endless fantasy, causing him to mutter
incoherently. These finally gave way to a curious vision of a conjured
Martian landscape.
Huge cacti and other polypetalous growths formed a dense, forbidding
background. As he looked about him it seemed that they had formed a
menacing circle round him, which appeared to grow smaller and smaller.
Hideous dark growths pushed their thorny leaves up through the loose
sand round the edge of the circle, writhing into distorted shapes.
Desperately but fruitlessly his eyes sought some escape from the
shrinking circle. The dark wall presented an impregnable barrier. How he
had come there he did not know.
Suddenly he was startled by a rustling of the stiff foliage. The
agitation of its tops heralded the approach of some being. He
momentarily expected to see some dreadful _thing_ leap out from the
forbidding jungle--just what, he knew not!
Then, to his intense relief and astonishment, a girl of rare, exotic
beauty emerged. Her eyes were like the cool depths of a shaded brook,
her really golden-hued hair a delight, the perfection of her soft-clad
figure goddesslike. Yet she repelled rather than attracted.
Then, indeed, it seemed as if the doors of paradise had opened. Gone was
the aloofness of the moment before. She was smiling--at him.
But even as he took a first eager step toward her and she toward him, a
mist seemed to come between them. The amazing loveliness of her faded
into the drab desert background. He was alone!
Strange to observe, the threatening jungle was no more. Before his
bewildered gaze a trackless desert swept from horizon to horizon. Then
this, too, faded.
9
How long he had slept he did not know, but he was awakened suddenly by a
blow in the face!
In a flash he was wide awake. His hands groped out in front of him,
coming into contact with a smooth, metallic surface. He seemed to be
lying on the floor, and immediately formed the conclusion that he had
fallen off his chair while sleeping.
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