Stoker, Bram, 1847-19122024
Books, Manuscripts
As if by the irony of fate, there, beside me, was a grim memorial of man’s wickedness and lust for blood-a tombstone by the roadside… A man escaping the confines of London walks on Gibbet Hill in Surrey, drinking in the lush scenery, taking a breath from his busy life, when from this idyllic lan...