Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 12 | 97 | He was fleeing! I twisted about in his claws, and my View more quotes about heart">heart seemed to jerk spasmodically in my breast. |
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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 12 | 94 | As well as I could, I opened and closed my hands and moved my feet, trying to restore in them some semblance of feeling. |
| 12 | 95 | The flight of the tarn was serene, and I, grateful to be free at last of the painful Frame of Humiliation, found myself, strangely enough, almost reconciled to the savage but swift fate I knew awaited me. |
| 12 | 96 | But suddenly the flight of the tarn became much more rapid and then in another minute almost erratic and frenzied. |
| 12 | 97 | He was fleeing! I twisted about in his claws, and my heart seemed to jerk spasmodically in my breast. |
| 12 | 98 | My hair froze as I heard the shrill, angry cry of another tarn; he was an enormous creature as sable as the helmet of Pa-Kur, his wings beating like whips, bearing down relentlessly on my captor. |
| 12 | 99 | My bird swerved dizzily, and the great assailant's talons passed harmlessly. |
| 12 | 100 | Then he attacked again, and my bird swerved again, but the attacking tarn had allowed for the maneuver, compensating for it an instant before my own bird turned, with the result that it met my bird in full collision. |
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As well as I could, I opened and closed my hands and moved my feet, trying to restore in them some semblance of feeling.
The flight of the tarn was serene, and I, grateful to be free at last of the painful Frame of Humiliation, found myself, strangely enough, almost reconciled to the savage but swift fate I knew awaited me.
But suddenly the flight of the tarn became much more rapid and then in another minute almost erratic and frenzied.
He was fleeing! I twisted about in his claws, and my heart seemed to jerk spasmodically in my breast.
My hair froze as I heard the shrill, angry cry of another tarn; he was an enormous creature as sable as the helmet of Pa-Kur, his wings beating like whips, bearing down relentlessly on my captor.
My bird swerved dizzily, and the great assailant's talons passed harmlessly.
Then he attacked again, and my bird swerved again, but the attacking tarn had allowed for the maneuver, compensating for it an instant before my own bird turned, with the result that it met my bird in full collision.
- (Tarnsman of Gor)