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1984 | Chapter 1 t was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Winston Smith, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions, though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with him. ... |
BAnimal Farm | MR. JONES, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen-houses for the night, but was too drunk to remember to shut the popholes. With the ring of light from his lantern dancing from side to side, he lurched across the yard, kicked off his boots at the back door, drew himself a last glass of beer from the barrel in the sculle... |
captive Prince | PROLOGUE ‘WE HEAR THAT your Prince,’ said Lady Jokaste, ‘keeps his own harem. These slaves will please any traditionalist, but I have asked Adrastus to prepare something special in addition, a personal gift for your Prince from the King. A gem in the rough, as it were.’ ‘His Majesty has already been so generous,’said C... |
Caroline | I started this for Holly I finished it for Maddy Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten. —G. K. Chesterton I. CORALINE DISCOVERED THE DOOR a little while after they moved into the house. It was a very old house—it had an attic und... |
Crime and Punishment | Part I Chapter I On an exceptionally hot evening early in July a young man came out of the garret in which he lodged in S. Place and walked slowly, as though in hesitation, towards K. bridge. He had successfully avoided meeting his landlady on the staircase. His garret was under the roof of a high, five-storied house a... |
Dearest Father | Schelesen Dearest Father, You asked me recently why I claim to be afraid of you. I did not know, as usual, how to answer, partly for the very reason that I am afraid of you, partly because an explanation of my fear would require more details than I could even begin to make coherent in speech. And if I now try to answer... |
Decent | In the dark, silent void of space, we journeyed to keppler-90 in search of answers. Little did we know, it was the answers that would find us, in the shadowed corridors of a base that held secrets beyond our imagination. Into the Abyss As I soared through the vast cosmic expanse, the desolate landscape of Keppler-90d b... |
Epichearts | The Enigmatic Dream [Chapter one] I sat at my desk in the back of the classroom, struggling to keep my eyes open. The history teacher's monotone voice washed over me, and I felt the heaviness of my eyelids closing. Just as I was about to drift off into dreamland, a faint, ethereal voice called out, 'Sohn.' Startled, I ... |
Epichearts Vol.2 | © 2023 Erik Merkel Coverdesign von: Erik Merkel Illustration von: Erik Merkel 'Though the road's been rocky, it sure feels good to me.' — Bob Marley, 'Positive Vibration' ´ Love’s Ascent [Chapter one] As I sat in the hallowed lecture hall of our prestigious Trinity university in Carmarthen, my head found its familiar p... |
House of Leaves | Noah 1 Chapter One: An Introduction to Reading House of Leaves “’Take a look for yourself,’ he said, handing me a big brick of tattered paper. ‘But be careful,’ he added in a conspiratorial whisper. ‘It’ll change your life.’” (Danielewski 513). The novel House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski exhibits many characterist... |
Loveless | There were literally three separate couples sitting around the fire making out, like some sort of organised kissing orgy, and half of me was like, ew, and the other half was like, Wow, I sure do wish that was me. To be fair, it’s probably what I should have expected from our prom afterparty. I don’t go to parties very ... |
Missrable mill | The Miserable Mill A Series of Unfortunate Events Book the Fourth The Miserable Mill Lemony Snicket To BeatriceMy love flew like a butterfly Until death swooped down like a bat As the poet Emma Montana McElroy said: “That’s the end of that.” C H A P T E R One Sometime during your life-in fact, very soon-you may find yo... |
Norwegian Woods | I was 37 then, strapped in my seat as the huge 747 plunged through dense cloud cover on approach to Hamburg airport. Cold November rains drenched the earth, lending everything the gloomy air of a Flemish landscape: the ground crew in waterproofs, a flag atop a squat airport building, a BMW billboard. So - Germany again... |
ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE | Chapter 1 MANY YEARS LATER as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice. At that time Macondo was a village of twenty adobe houses, built on the bank of a river of clear water that ran along a bed of polished stones, which were w... |
Reptile Room | A Series of Unfortunate Events 2- The Reptile Room ASeriesofUnfortunateEvents A Series of Unfortunate Events Book the Second The Reptile Room Lemony Snicket For Beatrice— My love for you shall live forever. You, however, did not. C H A P T E R One The stretch of road that leads out of the city, past Hazy Harbor and int... |
Slippery Slope | BOOK the Tenth THE SLIPPERY SLOPE Dear Reader, Like handshakes, house pets, or raw carrots, many things are preferable when not slippery. Unfortunately, in this miserable volume, I am afraid that Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire run into more than their fair share of slipperiness during their harrowing journey up—an... |
The Bell Jar | One It was a QUEER, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York. I'm stupid about executions. The idea of being electrocuted makes me sick, and that's all there was to read about in the papers -- goggle-eyed headlines staring up at me on every street corner... |
The Graveyard Book | CHAPTER ONE How Nobody Came to the Graveyard THERE WASAHAND IN the darkness, and it held a knife. The knife had a handle of polished black bone, and a blade finer and sharper than any razor. If it sliced you, you might not even know you had been cut, not immediately. The knife had donealmosteverything it was brought to... |
The hitchhickers guide to the Galaxy | Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-eight million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that t... |
The song of achilles | Chapter One MY FATHER WAS A KING AND THE SON OF KINGS. HE was a short man, as most of us were, and built like a bull, all shoulders. He married my mother when she was fourteen and sworn by the priestess to be fruitful. It was a good match: she was an only child, and her father’s fortune would go to her husband. He did ... |
The sunset of our world | ´ SUNSET OF OUR WORLD Nikolai Klassen´ s last Memoire By Erik Merkel Copyright © 2023 Erik Merkel Coverdesign von: Erik Merkel Illustration von: Erik Merkel Alle Rechte vorbehalten Wefelshohlerstr.5 58511 lüdenscheid ISBN: 978-1-4461-7197-4 Druck: epubli – ein Service der neopubli GmbH, Berlin As I trudged through the ... |
The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle | 1 An Important Warning Not every thirteen-year-old girl is accused of murder, brought to trial, and found guilty. But I was just such a girl, and my story is worth relating even if it did happen years ago. Be warned, however, this is no Story of a Bad Boy, no What Katy Did. If strong ideas and action offend you, read n... |
The Wide Window | A Series of Unfortunate Events 3- The Wide Window ASeriesofUnfortunateEvents A Series of Unfortunate Events Book the Third The Wide Window Lemony Snicket For BeatriceI would much prefer it if you were alive and well. C H A P T E R One If you didn’t know much about the Baudelaire orphans, and you saw them sitting on the... |
To kill a Mockingbird | Chapter 1 When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow. When it healed, and Jem’s fears of never being able to play football were assuaged, he was seldom self-conscious about his injury. His left arm was somewhat shorter than his right; when he stood or walked, the back of his hand ... |
Ward Rpunds | Dedicated to those who find light in the dark. To those dancing on a sinking ship. To a happier year. MY PATIENT’S Welcome to Ward Rounds. Inside this folder, you'll find six patient files that have left a lasting impression on me. They're not in exact order, but they're arranged to reveal the full impact of their stor... |
White Nights | WHITE NIGHTS FIRST NIGHT It was a wonderful night, such a night as is only possible when we are young, dear reader. The sky was so starry, so bright that, looking at it, one could not help asking oneself whether ill-humoured and capricious people could live under such a sky. That is a youthful question too, dear reader... |
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