Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 27 | 1003 | There was the View more quotes about sound">sound of the feeding of the sleen. |
| 27 | 1004 | The sky was a bright blue. |
| 27 | 1005 | A gentle wind stirred stalks of grass. |
| 27 | 1006 | "Tarnsmen!" said Selius Arconious. |
| 27 | 1007 | "Tarnsmen!" Men tensed, the hands of riders almost darted to their weapons. |
| 27 | 1008 | "Do you think we are fools?" asked the first rider. |
| 27 | 1009 | The other riders laughed, but did not take their eyes from the men of Portus Canio. |
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There was the sound of the feeding of the sleen.
The sky was a bright blue.
A gentle wind stirred stalks of grass.
"Tarnsmen!" said Selius Arconious.
"Tarnsmen!" Men tensed, the hands of riders almost darted to their weapons.
"Do you think we are fools?" asked the first rider.
The other riders laughed, but did not take their eyes from the men of Portus Canio.
- (Prize of Gor)