Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 1 | 43 | I looked into the distance, from which these fleeing multitudes, frightened men and stampeding animals, had come. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 1 | 40 | I found it hard to understand their terror. |
| 1 | 41 | Even the autumn grass itself bent and shook in brown tides toward Turia, shimmering in the sun like a tawny surf beneath the fleeing clouds above; it was as though the unseen wind itself, frantic volumes and motions of simple air, too desired its sanctuary behind the high walls of the far city. |
| 1 | 42 | Overhead a wild Gorean kite, shrilling, beat its lonely way from this place, seemingly no different from a thousand other places on these broad grasslands of the south. |
| 1 | 43 | I looked into the distance, from which these fleeing multitudes, frightened men and stampeding animals, had come. |
| 1 | 44 | There, some pasangs distant, I saw columns of smoke rising in the cold air, where fields were burning. |
| 1 | 45 | Yet the prairie itself was not afire, only the fields of peasants, the fields of men who had cultivated the soil; the prairie grass, such that it might graze the ponderous bosk, had been spared. |
| 1 | 46 | Too in the distance I saw dust, rising like a black, raging dawn, raised by the hoofs of innumerable animals, not those that fled, but undoubtedly by the bosk herds of the Wagon Peoples. |
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I found it hard to understand their terror.
Even the autumn grass itself bent and shook in brown tides toward Turia, shimmering in the sun like a tawny surf beneath the fleeing clouds above; it was as though the unseen wind itself, frantic volumes and motions of simple air, too desired its sanctuary behind the high walls of the far city.
Overhead a wild Gorean kite, shrilling, beat its lonely way from this place, seemingly no different from a thousand other places on these broad grasslands of the south.
I looked into the distance, from which these fleeing multitudes, frightened men and stampeding animals, had come.
There, some pasangs distant, I saw columns of smoke rising in the cold air, where fields were burning.
Yet the prairie itself was not afire, only the fields of peasants, the fields of men who had cultivated the soil; the prairie grass, such that it might graze the ponderous bosk, had been spared.
Too in the distance I saw dust, rising like a black, raging dawn, raised by the hoofs of innumerable animals, not those that fled, but undoubtedly by the bosk herds of the Wagon Peoples.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 1)