The War of the Worlds - Dead London
The silence of a tomb hung over London, a suffocating stillness punctuated only by the eerie howling of a Martian war machine. In this desolate landscape, our narrator emerges from his encounter with the artilleryman, stepping into a city choked with the red weed, a symbol of the Martian invasion, now itself succumbing to Earth's own microscopic defenders. This chapter, "Dead London," paints a picture of devastation and despair, but also of resilience and the quiet stirrings of hope. As we j...