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Book 2. (1 results) Outlaw of Gor (Individual Quote)

The masks were of identical design, each formed in the semblance of a beautiful, but cold face. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #22)
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8 22 The masks were of identical design, each formed in the semblance of a View more quotes about beautiful">beautiful, but cold face.

Book 2. (7 results) Outlaw of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 19 Perhaps I was most startled on the silent streets of Tharna by the free women.
8 20 They walked in this city unattended, with an imperious step, the men of Tharna moving to let them pass—in such a way that they never touched.
8 21 Each of these women wore resplendent Robes of Concealment, rich in color and workmanship, standing out among the drab garments of the men, but instead of the veil common with such robes the features of each were hidden behind a mask of silver.
8 22 The masks were of identical design, each formed in the semblance of a beautiful, but cold face.
8 23 Some of these masks had turned to gaze upon me as I passed, my scarlet warrior's tunic having caught their eye.
8 24 It made me uneasy to be the object of their gaze, to be confronted by those passionless, glittering silver masks.
8 25 Wandering in the city, I found myself in Tharna's marketplace.
Perhaps I was most startled on the silent streets of Tharna by the free women. They walked in this city unattended, with an imperious step, the men of Tharna moving to let them pass—in such a way that they never touched. Each of these women wore resplendent Robes of Concealment, rich in color and workmanship, standing out among the drab garments of the men, but instead of the veil common with such robes the features of each were hidden behind a mask of silver. The masks were of identical design, each formed in the semblance of a beautiful, but cold face. Some of these masks had turned to gaze upon me as I passed, my scarlet warrior's tunic having caught their eye. It made me uneasy to be the object of their gaze, to be confronted by those passionless, glittering silver masks. Wandering in the city, I found myself in Tharna's marketplace. - (Outlaw of Gor)