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20 Jahre nachdem die Nazis vom Mond aus einen Nuklearkrieg begannen, ist die Erde unbewohnbar geworden. Seitdem formieren sich die Überlebenden zu einer großen Kolonie auf der ehemaligen Mondbasis der Braunhemden. Doch der Planet droht auseinanderzubrechen. Die einzig verbleibende Möglichkeit für Wissenschaftlerin Obi Washington (Lara Rossi): Flucht ins Erdinnere. Auf ihrer Mission zu einer dort verborgenen Stadt trifft die Tochter von Renate ...

20 Jahre nachdem die Nazis vom Mond aus einen Nuklearkrieg begannen, ist die Erde unbewohnbar geworden. Seitdem formieren sich die Überlebenden zu einer großen Kolonie auf der ehemaligen Mondbasis der Braunhemden. Doch der Planet droht auseinanderzubrechen. Die einzig verbleibende Möglichkeit für Wissenschaftlerin Obi Washington (Lara Rossi): Flucht ins Erdinnere. Auf ihrer Mission zu einer dort verborgenen Stadt trifft die Tochter von Renate ...

20 Jahre nachdem die Nazis vom Mond aus einen Nuklearkrieg begannen, ist die Erde unbewohnbar geworden. Seitdem formieren sich die Überlebenden zu einer großen Kolonie auf der ehemaligen Mondbasis der Braunhemden. Doch der Planet droht auseinanderzubrechen. Die einzig verbleibende Möglichkeit für Wissenschaftlerin Obi Washington (Lara Rossi): Flucht ins Erdinnere. Auf ihrer Mission zu einer dort verborgenen Stadt trifft die Tochter von Renate ...

. . . . A millionaire from the London Exchange, as he looked round on the magasins, the equipages, the dresses of the women, as he inquired the prices in the shops and the rent of apartments, -- might have asked himself, in envious wonder, How on earth do those gay Parisians live? What is their fortune? Where does it come from? As the day declined, many of the scattered loungers crowded into the Boulevards, the cafes and restaurants began to l...

Regarded as a Novel, this attempt is an experiment somewhat apart from the previous works of the author. It is the first of his writings in which Humor has been employed, less for the purpose of satire than in illustration of amiable characters, it is the first, too, in which man has been viewed, less in his active relations with the world, than in his repose at his own hearth, -- in a word, the greater part of the canvas has been devoted to t...

. . . having had occasion to read the original authorities from which modern historians have drawn their accounts of the life of Rienzi, I was led to believe that a very remarkable man had been superficially judged, and a very important period crudely examined. And this belief was sufficiently strong to induce me at first to meditate a more serious work upon the life and times of Rienzi. I have taken a view of his character different in some r...

The first sound which invaded the silence came from the light, quick footsteps of a person whose youth betrayed itself in its elastic and unmeasured tread, and in the gay, free carol which broke out by fits and starts upon the gentle stillness of the evening. "`Under the greenwood tree/ Who loves to lie with me, / And tune his merry note/ Unto the sweet bird's throat, / Come hither, come hither, come hither, / Here shall he see/ No enemy/ But ...

From PELHAM to the PILGRIMS OF THE RHINE, from RIENZI to the LAST DAYS OF POMPEII, -- PAUL CLIFFORD is the only one in which a robber has been made the hero, or the peculiar phases of life which he illustrates have been brought into any prominent description. Without pausing to inquire what realm of manners or what order of crime and sorrow is open to art, and capable of administering to the proper ends of fiction, I may be permitted to observ...

My grandfather, Sir Arthur Devereux had two children by wedlock, -- both sons, at his death, my father, the younger, bade adieu to the old hall and his only brother, prayed to the grim portraits of his ancestors to inspire him, and set out -- to join as a volunteer the armies of that Louis, afterwards surnamed le grand. In time I returned to my grandfather's estate, where, to the astonishment of my relations, my fate was now to be reversed, an...

. . . A millionaire from the London Exchange, as he looked round on the magasins, the equipages, the dresses of the women, as he inquired the prices in the shops and the rent of apartments, -- might have asked himself, in envious wonder, How on earth do those gay Parisians live? What is their fortune? Where does it come from? As the day declined, many of the scattered loungers crowded into the Boulevards, the caf?s and restaurants began to lig...

The first sound which invaded the silence came from the light, quick footsteps of a person whose youth betrayed itself in its elastic and unmeasured tread, and in the gay, free carol which broke out by fits and starts upon the gentle stillness of the evening. "`Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither, Here shall he see No enemy But winter and...

Regarded as a Novel, this attempt is an experiment somewhat apart from the previous works of the author. It is the first of his writings in which Humor has been employed, less for the purpose of satire than in illustration of amiable characters, it is the first, too, in which man has been viewed, less in his active relations with the world, than in his repose at his own hearth, -- in a word, the greater part of the canvas has been devoted to t...