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He looked down into the sparkling, glistening living fluid of the Yellow Pool of Turia. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 26, Sentence #368)

Then the merchant's hands, still extended as though to grasp the vines overhead, with their scarlet fingernails, the robes eaten away from the flesh, disappeared beneath the sparkling, glistening surface. We stood silently there for a time, until Kamchak saw small, white bones, like bleached driftwood, rocking on the sparkling, now watery surface, being moved bit by bit, almost as if by tides, to the edge of the pool, where I gathered attendants would normally collect and discard them. "Bring a torch," said Kamchak. He looked down into the sparkling, glistening living fluid of the Yellow Pool of Turia. "It was Saphrar of Turia," said Kamchak to me, "who first introduced Kutaituchik to the strings of kanda". He added, "It was twice he killed my father". The torch was brought, and the pool seemed to discharge its vapor more rapidly, and the fluids began to churn, and draw away from our edge of the pool. - (Nomads of Gor)