Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 949 | I felt the rough fabric of the View more quotes about camisk">camisk on my body as I moved, the pull of the strap on my shoulder, the heavy, swaying touch of the bota as, in the rhythm of my walk, it touched my side. |
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Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 946 | Soon I returned to the firelight, the heavy bota of paga, on its strap, slung over my shoulder, Ute and Lana, with theirs, behind me. |
| 8 | 947 | The grass felt good to my bare feet. |
| 8 | 948 | It seemed I could feel each blade. |
| 8 | 949 | I felt the rough fabric of the camisk on my body as I moved, the pull of the strap on my shoulder, the heavy, swaying touch of the bota as, in the rhythm of my walk, it touched my side. |
| 8 | 950 | Beyond the fire, in the distance, like an irregular margin, a torn, soft, dark edge hiding the bright stars of Gor, I could see the lofty, still blackness of the borders of the northern forests. |
| 8 | 951 | Far off, I heard the scream of a hunting sleen. |
| 8 | 952 | I shivered. |
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Soon I returned to the firelight, the heavy bota of paga, on its strap, slung over my shoulder, Ute and Lana, with theirs, behind me.
The grass felt good to my bare feet.
It seemed I could feel each blade.
I felt the rough fabric of the camisk on my body as I moved, the pull of the strap on my shoulder, the heavy, swaying touch of the bota as, in the rhythm of my walk, it touched my side.
Beyond the fire, in the distance, like an irregular margin, a torn, soft, dark edge hiding the bright stars of Gor, I could see the lofty, still blackness of the borders of the northern forests.
Far off, I heard the scream of a hunting sleen.
I shivered.
- (Captive of Gor)