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| 8 | 950 | View more quotes about beyond">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. |
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| 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. |
| 8 | 953 | Then I heard the laughing of the men, and turned again toward the fire. |