She, a slave, had accepted meat from the hand of Kamchak of the Tuchuks.
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She belonged to him now.
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"lakajira," she said, putting her head down, then covering her face with her manacled hands, weeping.
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"lakajira.
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lakajira!".
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The Wintering If I had hoped for an easy answer to the riddles which concerned me, or a swift end to my search for the egg of Priest-Kings, I was disappointed, for I learned nothing of either for months.
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I had hoped to go to Turia, there to seek the answer to the mystery of the message collar, but it was not to be, at least until the spring.
She, a slave, had accepted meat from the hand of Kamchak of the Tuchuks.
She belonged to him now.
"la kajira," she said, putting her head down, then covering her face with her manacled hands, weeping.
"la kajira.
la kajira!".
The Wintering If I had hoped for an easy answer to the riddles which concerned me, or a swift end to my search for the egg of Priest-Kings, I was disappointed, for I learned nothing of either for months.
I had hoped to go to Turia, there to seek the answer to the mystery of the message collar, but it was not to be, at least until the spring.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )