“It was the blue-tinged taste of a regret so deep you could never plumb its depths. It was the victory at Rajal that never came, it was his brother walking away down the long dark wood corridor, it was a… — Richard K Morgan Copy Share Image
“It was the blue-tinged taste of a regret so deep you could never plumb its depths. It was the victory at Rajal that never… — Richard K Morgan Copy Share Image
