the cuckoo clock of doom iLLegaL eagle

... fingers along a curve of silver at the edge of the clock I glanced at the little door over the face of the clock I knew the cuckoo sat behind that door, waiting to leap out at the right time I didn’t ... precious clock My feet hit the cold, bare floor of the foyer I crept into the den I switched on a lamp I glanced around the room The cuckoo clock w...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:11

... investigate They set out into the tundra Never came back, either We found one of them, frozen to death in a block of ice Who knows what became of the other “Then Mrs Carter—she lives at the end of Main ... us, high walls of snow Powdery snow that blew down on us I peered up to the top of the pit Chunks of snow broke off the icy walls They made soft thuds as they land...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:12

... uneasily, longing for the end of the run Motors in the night And the dull determination growing, strengthening The airport, baggage, the ancient taxi with the piston slap, and at last the dark, familiar ... One thing that must be done Motors over the mountains And riding with them, the numb resolve Motors over the salt pans, the wheat lands, the corn belt The stewa...

Ngày tải lên: 17/02/2014, 21:20

... uneasily, longing for the end of the run Motors in the night And the dull determination growing, strengthening The airport, baggage, the ancient taxi with the piston slap, and at last the dark, familiar ... One thing that must be done Motors over the mountains And riding with them, the numb resolve Motors over the salt pans, the wheat lands, the corn belt The stewa...

Ngày tải lên: 06/03/2014, 17:20

... modulation of the transcription rates of all genes, accounting for the global regulation of gene expression [22] Gene- specific cis-regulatory elements that mediate rhythmic gene expression might therefore ... specific clock -gene promoters, suggests a broadly global mechanism for the cyanobacterial clock system But what is the basis of this global regulati...

Ngày tải lên: 09/08/2014, 20:20

... through the front door Making my way through the stacks the tall, narrow shelves at the back of the main reading room—I dropped the skates against the wall Then I walked quickly through the aisles ... what I meant Some other people came into the library A little girl with her white-haired grandmother The little girl went skipping to the children’s book section The g...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:08

... WHY I’M AFRAID OF BEES Goosebumps - 17 R.L Stine (An Undead Scan v1.5) 1 If you’re afraid of bees, I have to warn you—there are a lot of bees in this story In fact, ... into a big, squirming cluster of bees at the bottom of the net Whooooa! I stumbled over the pile of wriggling, hairy bees And as I staggered in terror, bees fell on top of me A crawling, buzzing...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:09

... me He grabbed the scarecrow s straw hand and shook it “What’s up?” Mark asked it The scarecrow walks at midnight, ” Stanley said, repeating the phrase he had used at the train station Mark was ... slowed the truck and turned his eyes to me The scarecrow walks at midnight, ” he uttered in a low voice “Huh?” I wasn’t sure I’d heard correctly The scarecrow walks...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:09

... wings The bats were swooping low But they weren’t swooping at us They were swooping down and landing on the swimming pool at the bottom of the hill In the bright spotlights, I could see them dart ... the shadows, we made our way down to the path I gazed toward the pool The bats had disappeared Maybe the rumbling sound had scared them back into the woods The cricket...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:11

... Alex I heard another cough And then a circle of light moved across the wet carpet The pale yellow beam of a flashlight The light slid over the floor Then it started to climb the display case ... amazement as the blue current snapped and hummed over the typewriter I thought about the shock that had knocked me to the floor in the antique shop Had the typewriter stored up...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:44

... barely make out the outlines of the Ping-Pong table in the center of the room The workroom to the right was brightly lit, so bright they had to blink and wait for their eyes to adjust Beams of white ... toward them, raising its tendrils as if beckoning to them, calling them back “Let’s just get out of here!” Margaret exclaimed All three of them were out of breath...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:07

... muttered Of course sometimes they didn’t pull the brain out the nose Sometimes they just sliced off the head Then they drained the brains out through the neck and put the head back on the body They ... make a sound The lid creaked and opened another inch Another inch I lowered the flashlight to the opening, the light quivering with my hand From the dark depths of t...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:07

... the dummy up from the chair where it had spent the day beside Lindy’s dummy A can of Coke in one hand, the dummy over her shoulder, she headed to the dressing table and sat down in front of the ... backstage in the auditorium Kris’ throat was dry, and she kept walking over to the water fountain and slurping mouthfuls of the warm water The voices of the audi...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:08

... insisted We stepped into the shade of the trees at the swamp edge A funnel cloud of white gnats whirred crazily in a shaft of light between the trees “There’s a werewolf in the swamp, ” Cassie said, ... think they’re falcons It’s hard to see They sure are big.” We watched them soar out of sight Then we continued down the hill, making our way carefully on the damp, s...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:09

... Listening to the brush of the wind against the tent door, the soft creak of the tent poles, the flap of the canvas I don’t think I’d ever felt so alert Turning my head, I could see the pale glow of moonlight ... jeans I’d worn the day before I adjusted the scarab pendant under the T-shirt Then I carefully tucked the little mummy hand into the back pocket o...

Ngày tải lên: 03/12/2015, 19:10