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Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)

I ran from it, forcing my way through the brush and trees, scraped and torn. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #508)
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3 508 I ran from it, forcing my way through the brush and View more quotes about trees">trees, scraped and torn.

Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)

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3 505 Another stung my cheek.
3 506 I fled.
3 507 Always the light seemed near, but it did not catch me.
3 508 I ran from it, forcing my way through the brush and trees, scraped and torn.
3 509 Time and time again it seemed on the verge of illuminating me, yellow on the trees and brush only feet from me, but it would pass by, or I would turn away from it and run again.
3 510 I stumbled on through the woods, my feet bleeding, gasping for breath.
3 511 My hands, my right clutching the handbag, fought the brush and branches that tore at me.
Another stung my cheek. I fled. Always the light seemed near, but it did not catch me. I ran from it, forcing my way through the brush and trees, scraped and torn. Time and time again it seemed on the verge of illuminating me, yellow on the trees and brush only feet from me, but it would pass by, or I would turn away from it and run again. I stumbled on through the woods, my feet bleeding, gasping for breath. My hands, my right clutching the handbag, fought the brush and branches that tore at me. - (Captive of Gor)