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Darkest Hour David Cope
Darkest Hour
David Cope
He looked down and found a solitary piece of turf looking out of the earth alongside him, in any event a foot if not two against some other soil spread. A loner, like him. Looking up again, he saw the bird of prey again. Separated from the rest. This one getting a charge out of an uncommon look at light before freezing in the following winter storm. A slight breeze brushed his cheek like several supple lips might. Not a kiss, yet a teasingly botched chance. He looked upward once again. The winged creature had evaporated.
| Médias | Livres Paperback Book (Livre avec couverture souple et dos collé) |
| Validé | 9 mars 2020 |
| ISBN13 | 9798623133458 |
| Pages | 224 |
| Dimensions | 152 × 229 × 13 mm · 335 g |
| Langue et grammaire | Anglais |