But again the gun vomited its metal meal into the faces of the advancing sepoys, this time into the very midst of their cavalry. Men and horses melted into the ground like wax at the touch of its searing breath. Death whirring on its great pinions high above, plummeted down to seize its prey.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
The Siege Of Krishnapur - pg. 159
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