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There were cries of awe and wonder, of pleasure, from the thrilled silver masks of Tharna. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #30)

No sooner had I reached the center than one of the sections of the wall rolled back, revealing a portal almost as high as the wall and perhaps thirty feet in width. Through this portal, in two long lines, lashed by overseers, yoked slaves harnessed in chains drew a great wooden platform mounted on heavy wooden wheels. I waited for the platform to emerge into the sunlight. There were cries of awe and wonder, of pleasure, from the thrilled silver masks of Tharna. Slowly as the creaking platform rolled out onto the sand, drawn by its struggling slaves, yoked like oxen, I saw the tarn revealed, a black giant, hooded, its beak belted together, a great bar of silver chained to one of its legs. It would not be able to fly, but it could move about, dragging the bar of silver. It, too, in Tharna, wore its yoke. - (Outlaw of Gor)