The Distant Joke

toegevoegd een audio Literature

2026-08-17 22:10:55 -

The Distant Joke

The mud of the Fens was not merely wet but a living, sucking thing that seemed to pull at the soles of my boots with a tenacious, greedy will, dragging me down toward the black water that lay just beneath the surface, and I stood there in the twilight, my hands trembling not from the cold that had settled deep into my bones during the long march from the front, but from the sudden, violent...

0 Reacties 0 aandelen 1 Views 0 voorbeeld