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“One year Halloween came on October 24, three hours after midnight. At that time, James Nightshade of 97 Oak Street was thirteen years, eleven months, twenty-three days old. Next door, William Halloway was thirteen years, eleven months, and twenty-four days old. Both touched toward fourteen; it almost trembled in their hands. And that was the October week when they grew up overnight, and were never so young any more.”

Quote by Ray Bradbury

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Something Wicked This Way Comes: A Novel

Ray Bradbury's 'Something Wicked This Way Comes' is a haunting and thought-provoking novel set in a small town where a mysterious carnival arrives, bringing with it a sense of magic and danger. The story follows two boys as they navigate the complexities of growing up and the strange occurrences surrounding the carnival. The novel is known for its atmospheric storytelling and its exploration of themes such as the passage of time, the fear of change, and the allure of the unknown. more

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Ray Bradbury
Ray Bradbury

Ray Bradbury, born on August 22, 1920, and died on June 5, 2012, was an influential American science fiction writer, playwright, and poet. His works are known for their unique imagination and profound philosophical insights, which have had a profound impact on the science fiction genre. more

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