Occupation: Author Birth: November 15, 1877 Death: April 17, 1918
The world was held in a savage gloom - cold and intolerable. Outside, all was quiet - quiet! From the dark room behind me, came the occasional, soft ….
By millions of years, time winged onward through eternity, to the end - the end, of which, in the old-earth days, I had thought remotely, and in hazi….
Impossible, that blind the mind, and looked out into the unknown..