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Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)

Some more tons of stone fell from the hole torn in the ceiling, raining down on the buildings beneath, breaking through the roofs, shattering to the streets. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #90)
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32 90 Some more tons of View more quotes about stone">stone fell from the hole torn in the ceiling, raining down on the buildings beneath, breaking through the roofs, shattering to the streets.

Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)

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32 87 Now Kusk, Al-Ka and Ba-Ta, and their women, slowly walked across the rubble to join us.
32 88 We stood now on the uneven, shifting stones of the floor.
32 89 To one side, high in the domed wall some energy bulbs burst, emitting a cascade of sparks that looped downwards burning themselves out before striking the floor.
32 90 Some more tons of stone fell from the hole torn in the ceiling, raining down on the buildings beneath, breaking through the roofs, shattering to the streets.
32 91 Drifting dust obscured the complex and I drew the folds of Vika's robes more about her face that she might be better protected.
32 92 Misk's body was coated with dust and I felt it in my hair and eyes and throat.
32 93 I smiled to myself, for Misk seemed now to busy himself with his cleaning hooks.
Now Kusk, Al-Ka and Ba-Ta, and their women, slowly walked across the rubble to join us. We stood now on the uneven, shifting stones of the floor. To one side, high in the domed wall some energy bulbs burst, emitting a cascade of sparks that looped downwards burning themselves out before striking the floor. Some more tons of stone fell from the hole torn in the ceiling, raining down on the buildings beneath, breaking through the roofs, shattering to the streets. Drifting dust obscured the complex and I drew the folds of Vika's robes more about her face that she might be better protected. Misk's body was coated with dust and I felt it in my hair and eyes and throat. I smiled to myself, for Misk seemed now to busy himself with his cleaning hooks. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)