A sequel to Robur the Conqueror.
of the facts I can bring no other testimony than my own. If you do not wish to believe me, so be it. I can scarce believe it all myself.
The strange occurrences began in the western part of our great American State of North Carolina. There, deep amid the Blueridge Mountains rises the crest called the Great Eyrie. Its huge rounded form is distinctly seen from the little town of Morganton on the Catawba River, and still more clearly as one approaches the mountains by way of the village of Pleasant Garden.
Why the name of Great Eyrie was originally given this mountain by the people of the surrounding region, I am not quite Sure It rises rocky and grim and inaccessible, and under certain atmospheric conditions has a peculiarly blue and distant effect. But the idea one would naturally get from the name is of a refuge for birds of prey, eagles condors, vultures; the home of vast numbers of the feathered tribes, wheeling and screaming above peaks beyond the reach of man. Now, the Great Eyrie did not se
For the most part, a rather boring story - you could skip the first 3/4 of it and not miss a thing. It is a lot like the plot of Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, but updated with a vessel that tackles land, sea, and air. Yawn.
(1904) Sci-fi (Invention) / Adventure (Pursuit) / Mystery (Master criminal)
Sequel to 'Robur the Conqueror'.
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Excellent book! One of Verne's best!
the resolve of a man at its best
Nowhere near as good as Verne's other novels.