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Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)

For an instant it seemed as though the great creature could not stand, as though he might fall; then, as though by an act of will, moving inch by inch through his body, he straightened himself. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #174)
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5 174 For an View more quotes about instant">instant it seemed as though the great creature could not stand, as though he might fall; then, as though by an act of will, moving inch by inch through his body, he straightened himself.

Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)

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5 171 "Yes, Misk," I said, "I have found the egg.
5 172 It is safe.
5 173 It is in the saddlepack of my tarn".
5 174 For an instant it seemed as though the great creature could not stand, as though he might fall; then, as though by an act of will, moving inch by inch through his body, he straightened himself.
5 175 I said nothing.
5 176 Delicately, slowly, the gigantic creature approached me, seeming to move only the four supporting appendages, until it stood near me.
5 177 I lifted my hands over my head, and he, delicately, in the fog splendid with the sun, the smooth texture of his golden body gleaming, gently lowered his body and head, and with the tips of his antennae, covered with their sensitive, glistening golden hair, touched the palms of my hands.
"Yes, Misk," I said, "I have found the egg. It is safe. It is in the saddlepack of my tarn". For an instant it seemed as though the great creature could not stand, as though he might fall; then, as though by an act of will, moving inch by inch through his body, he straightened himself. I said nothing. Delicately, slowly, the gigantic creature approached me, seeming to move only the four supporting appendages, until it stood near me. I lifted my hands over my head, and he, delicately, in the fog splendid with the sun, the smooth texture of his golden body gleaming, gently lowered his body and head, and with the tips of his antennae, covered with their sensitive, glistening golden hair, touched the palms of my hands. - (Assassin of Gor)