There are few men more superstitious than soldiers. They are, after all, the men who live closest to death.
Mary StewartI reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful dark
Mary StewartThere are few men more superstitious than soldiers. They are, after all, the men who live closest to death.
Mary StewartI reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful dark
Mary Stewart