There are men whom one hates until a certain moment when one sees, through a chink in their armour, the writhing of something nailed down and in torment.


The Best of Gerald Kersh (ed. 1960)


There are men whom one hates until a certain moment when one sees, through a chink in their armour, the writhing of something nailed down and in...

There are men whom one hates until a certain moment when one sees, through a chink in their armour, the writhing of something nailed down and in...

There are men whom one hates until a certain moment when one sees, through a chink in their armour, the writhing of something nailed down and in...

There are men whom one hates until a certain moment when one sees, through a chink in their armour, the writhing of something nailed down and in...