Short Stories by Ray Bradbury - Audiobook

dark they were and golden eyed by Ray Bradbury the Rocket's metal cooled in the meadow winds its lid gave a bulging pop from its clock interior stepped a man a woman and three children the other passengers whispered away across the Martian Meadow leaving the man alone among his family the man felt his hair flutter and

the tissues of his body draw tight as if he were standing at the center of a vacuum his wife before him trembled the children small seeds might at any instant be swn to all the Martian climbs the Children looked up at him his face was cold what's wrong asked his wife let's get back on the

rocket go back to Earth yes listen the wind blew whining at any moment the Martian air might draw his soul from him as marrow comes from a white bone he looked at Martian Hills that time had worn with a crushing pressure of years he saw the old cities lost and lying like like children's delicate

bones among the blowing Lakes of grass chin up Harry said his wife it's too late we've come at least 65 million miles or more the children with their yellow hair hollered at the Deep Dome of Martian Sky there was no answer but the racing hiss of Wind Through the stiff grass he picked up the luggage in his

cold hands here we go he said a man standing on the edge of a sea ready to Wade in and be drowned they walked into town their name was bittering Harry and his wife Kora Tim Laura and David they built a small white cottage and ate good breakfasts there but the fear was never

gone it lay with Mr bittering and Mrs bittering a third unbidden partner at every midnight talk at every Dawn Awakening I feel like a salt crystal he often said in a mountain stream being washed away we don't belong here we're Earth people this is Mars it was meant for Martians For Heaven's Sake Kora let's buy tickets