Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 5 | 5 | View more quotes about tuchuk">Tuchuk women, unveiled, in their long leather dresses, long hair bound in braids, tended cooking pots hung on tem-wood tripods over dung fires. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 5 | 2 | Nearly were we run down by six riders on thundering kaiila who, riding for sport, raced past us wildly among the crowded, clustered wagons. |
| 5 | 3 | I heard the lowing of milk bosk from among the wagons. |
| 5 | 4 | Here and there children ran between the wheels, playing with a cork ball and quiva, the object of the game being to strike the thrown ball. |
| 5 | 5 | Tuchuk women, unveiled, in their long leather dresses, long hair bound in braids, tended cooking pots hung on tem-wood tripods over dung fires. |
| 5 | 6 | These women were unscarred, but like the bosk themselves, each wore a nose ring. |
| 5 | 7 | That of the animals is heavy and of gold, that of the women also of gold but tiny and fine, not unlike the wedding rings of my old world. |
| 5 | 8 | I heard a haruspex singing between the wagons; for a piece of meat he would read the wind and the grass; for a cup of wine the stars and the flight of birds; for a fat-bellied dinner the liver of a sleen or slave. |
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Nearly were we run down by six riders on thundering kaiila who, riding for sport, raced past us wildly among the crowded, clustered wagons.
I heard the lowing of milk bosk from among the wagons.
Here and there children ran between the wheels, playing with a cork ball and quiva, the object of the game being to strike the thrown ball.
Tuchuk women, unveiled, in their long leather dresses, long hair bound in braids, tended cooking pots hung on tem-wood tripods over dung fires.
These women were unscarred, but like the bosk themselves, each wore a nose ring.
That of the animals is heavy and of gold, that of the women also of gold but tiny and fine, not unlike the wedding rings of my old world.
I heard a haruspex singing between the wagons; for a piece of meat he would read the wind and the grass; for a cup of wine the stars and the flight of birds; for a fat-bellied dinner the liver of a sleen or slave.
- (Nomads of Gor)