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| 35 | 20 | The antennae, View more quotes about whipped">whipped by the wind, focused themselves. |
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| 35 | 17 | Outlined against the largest of Gor's three hurtling moons was the black silhouette, as sharp and keen as a knife, of a Priest-King. |
| 35 | 18 | "Wait here!" I shouted and I ran across the field and climbed the knoll on which it stood. |
| 35 | 19 | The two peering eyes, golden and luminous, looked down at me. |
| 35 | 20 | The antennae, whipped by the wind, focused themselves. |
| 35 | 21 | Across the left eye disk I could see the whitish seam that was the scar left from the slashing bladelike projection of Sarm. |
| 35 | 22 | "Misk!" I cried, rushing to the Priest-King and lifting my hands to receive the antennae which were gently placed in them. |
| 35 | 23 | "Greetings, Tarl Cabot," came from Misk's translator. |