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The Time Machine : Vintage Classics

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The Time Machine : Vintage Classics
The Time Machine : Vintage Classics

The Time Machine : Vintage Classics

Regular price $22.00
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A brilliantly imaginative flight of fancy from the father of science fiction, or a prophetic vision of the future of the planet? H.G. Wells's masterpiece still retains its power to provoke and enthral.

In the Time Traveller's miraculous new machine, we will be carried from a Victorian dinner table to 802,701 AD, when the Earth is divided between the gentle, ineffective Eloi, and the ape-like Morlocks; forward again by a million years or so to glimpse a dying world of blood-red beaches and menacing shapes; and on again to the last days of our planet, a remote twilight where nothing moves but darkness and a cold wind.

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  • A brilliantly imaginative flight of fancy from the father of science fiction, or a prophetic vision of the future of the planet? H.G. Wells's masterpiece still retains its power to provoke and enthral.

    In the Time Traveller's miraculous new machine, we will be carried from a Victorian dinner table to 802,701 AD, when the Earth is divided between the gentle, ineffective Eloi, and the ape-like Morlocks; forward again by a million years or so to glimpse a dying world of blood-red beaches and menacing shapes; and on again to the last days of our planet, a remote twilight where nothing moves but darkness and a cold wind.

A brilliantly imaginative flight of fancy from the father of science fiction, or a prophetic vision of the future of the planet? H.G. Wells's masterpiece still retains its power to provoke and enthral.

In the Time Traveller's miraculous new machine, we will be carried from a Victorian dinner table to 802,701 AD, when the Earth is divided between the gentle, ineffective Eloi, and the ape-like Morlocks; forward again by a million years or so to glimpse a dying world of blood-red beaches and menacing shapes; and on again to the last days of our planet, a remote twilight where nothing moves but darkness and a cold wind.