the glory on their wings…

352 the glory on their wings ... Night raids ... Daylight raids ... Intruder raids ... into the dawn—across the bars of sunset, through rain and storm. BUT ... whatever the weather—cloudy or clear there is always ... always a glory on their wings— for they go to avenge the innocent, to break the tyrant, to release a continent from slavery ... to save mankind. No enterprise more glorious in the story of the world. Once they were few, now they are many— they must be more— more—and still more, until only they darken the new dawn .