For there was nothing in his eyes but the black night and the cold stars. — Susanna Clarke, The Sandman: Book of Dreams
For there was nothing in his eyes but the black night and the cold stars. — Susanna Clarke, The Sandman: Book of Dreams
For there was nothing in his eyes but the black night and the cold stars. — Susanna Clarke, The Sandman: Book of Dreams
For there was nothing in his eyes but the black night and the cold stars. — Susanna Clarke, The Sandman: Book of Dreams
For there was nothing in his eyes but the black night and the cold stars. — Susanna Clarke, The Sandman: Book of Dreams
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For there was nothing in his eyes but the black night and the cold stars.

— Susanna Clarke, The Sandman: Book of Dreams
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