It frightened him to think what must have gone to the making of her eyes.
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The Age of Innocence
by
Edith Wharton
The sky was darkened, and a low rumbling sound was heard in the air. There was a rushing of many wings, a great chattering and laughing, and the sun came out of the dark sky to show the Wicked Witch surrounded by a crowd of monkeys, each with a pair of immense and powerful wings on his shoulders.
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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
by
L. Frank Baum
The terror, which would not end for another 28 years-if it ever did end-began, so far as I know or can tell, with a boat made from a sheet of newspaper floating down a gutter swollen with rain.
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It
by
Stephen King
Come on back and we'll see if you remember the simplest thing of all – how it is to be children, secure in belief and thus afraid of the dark.
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It
by
Stephen King
Life and death are mysterious states, and we know little of the resources of either.
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Carmilla
by
J. Sheridan Le Fanu
It was worse than anything. Mrs. Hall, standing open-mouthed and horror-struck, shrieked at what she saw, and made for the door of the house. Everyone began to move. They were prepared for scars, disfigurements, tangible horrors, but nothing! The bandages and false hair flew across the passage into the bar, making a hobbledehoy jump to avoid them. Everyone tumbled on everyone else down the steps. For the man who stood there shouting some incoherent explanation, was a solid gesticulating figure up to the coat-collar of him, and thennothingness, no visible thing at all!
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The Invisible Man
by
H. G. Wells
Everyone seemed eager to talk at once, and the result was Babel.
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The Invisible Man
by
H. G. Wells
The stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the year, over the down, walking from Bramblehurst railway station, and carrying a little black portmanteau in his thickly gloved hand.
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The Invisible Man
by
H. G. Wells
The sexton observed, for one instant, a brilliant illumination within the windows of the church, as if the whole building were lighted up; it disappeared, the organ pealed forth a lively air, and whole troops of goblins, the very counterpart of the first one, poured into the churchyard, and began playing at leap-frog with the tombstones.
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The Pickwick Papers
by
Charles Dickens
Sound itself appeared to be frozen up, all was so cold and still.
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The Pickwick Papers
by
Charles Dickens