head-covered

Updated: May 7, 2025

Next, ere one was aware, an arrow would whistle with a "Hisst!" past one's breast-bone and stand quivering, head-covered in the clay. Vicious things they were, too, steel-pointed and shafted with iron for half their length. But all waitings come to an end, even that of him who waits on a fair woman's arraying of herself.

S. R. (Samuel Rutherford) Crockett - Red Axe