By H. G. Wells
On October 30, 1938, Orson Welles terrified American radio listeners via describing a Martian invasion of Earth in a printed that grew to become mythical. 40 years past, H. G. Wells had first penned the tale: The conflict of the Worlds, a science-fiction vintage that endures in our collective unconscious.
Deeply fascinated about the welfare of latest society, Wells wrote his novel of interplanetary clash in anticipation of warfare in Europe, and in it he envisioned the technological savagery of 20th century conflict. enjoying expertly on around the globe protection fears, The conflict of the Worlds grips readers with its conviction that invasion can take place every time, anywhere—even in our personal yard.
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