Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 28 | Which was the home stone? I kicked apart the rocks. |
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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 25 | I lunged for the center of the platform, breaking under my foot a small ceremonial basket filled with grain, kicking from my path a Ka-la-na container, splashing the fermented red liquid across the stone surface. |
| 6 | 26 | I raced to the pile of stones at the center of the platform, the girl's screaming in my ears. |
| 6 | 27 | From a short distance away I heard the shouts of men and the clank of arms as warriors raced up the stairs to the roof. |
| 6 | 28 | Which was the home stone? I kicked apart the rocks. |
| 6 | 29 | One of them must be the home stone of Ar, but which? How could I tell it from the others, the home stones of those cities which had fallen to Ar? Yes! It would be the one that would be red with Ka-la-na, that would be sprinkled with the seeds of grain! I felt the stones in frenzy, but several were damp and dotted with the grains of Sa-Tarna. |
| 6 | 30 | I felt the heavily robed figure dragging me back, tearing at my shoulders and throat with her nails, pitting against me all the fury of her enraged body. |
| 6 | 31 | I swung back, forcing her from me. |
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I lunged for the center of the platform, breaking under my foot a small ceremonial basket filled with grain, kicking from my path a Ka-la-na container, splashing the fermented red liquid across the stone surface.
I raced to the pile of stones at the center of the platform, the girl's screaming in my ears.
From a short distance away I heard the shouts of men and the clank of arms as warriors raced up the stairs to the roof.
Which was the home stone? I kicked apart the rocks.
One of them must be the home stone of Ar, but which? How could I tell it from the others, the home stones of those cities which had fallen to Ar? Yes! It would be the one that would be red with Ka-la-na, that would be sprinkled with the seeds of grain! I felt the stones in frenzy, but several were damp and dotted with the grains of Sa-Tarna.
I felt the heavily robed figure dragging me back, tearing at my shoulders and throat with her nails, pitting against me all the fury of her enraged body.
I swung back, forcing her from me.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 6)