Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 3 | "It is the Omen Year," had said Kamchak of the Tuchuks. |
| 8 | 4 | The herds would circle Turia, for this was the portion of the Omen Year called the Passing of Turia, in which the Wagon Peoples gather and begin to move toward their winter pastures; the second portion of the Omen Year is the Wintering, which takes place far north of Turia, the equator being approached in this hemisphere, of course, from the south; the third and final portion of the Omen Year is the Return to Turia, which takes place in the spring, or as the Wagon Peoples have it, in the Season of Little Grass. |
| 8 | 5 | It is in the spring that the omens are taken, regarding the possible election of the Ubar San, the One Ubar, he who would be Ubar of all the Wagons, of all the Peoples. |
| 8 | 6 | I did manage, however, from the back of the kaiila, which I learned to ride, to catch a glimpse of distant, high-walled, nine-gated Turia. |
| 8 | 7 | It seemed a lofty, fine city, white and shimmering, rising from the plains. |
| 8 | 8 | "Be patient, Tarl Cabot," said Kamchak, beside me on his kaiila. |
| 8 | 9 | "In the spring there will be the games of Love War and I will go to Turia, and you may then, if you wish, accompany me". |
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"It is the Omen Year," had said Kamchak of the Tuchuks.
The herds would circle Turia, for this was the portion of the Omen Year called the Passing of Turia, in which the Wagon Peoples gather and begin to move toward their winter pastures; the second portion of the Omen Year is the Wintering, which takes place far north of Turia, the equator being approached in this hemisphere, of course, from the south; the third and final portion of the Omen Year is the Return to Turia, which takes place in the spring, or as the Wagon Peoples have it, in the Season of Little Grass.
It is in the spring that the omens are taken, regarding the possible election of the Ubar San, the One Ubar, he who would be Ubar of all the Wagons, of all the Peoples.
I did manage, however, from the back of the kaiila, which I learned to ride, to catch a glimpse of distant, high-walled, nine-gated Turia.
It seemed a lofty, fine city, white and shimmering, rising from the plains.
"Be patient, Tarl Cabot," said Kamchak, beside me on his kaiila.
"In the spring there will be the games of Love War and I will go to Turia, and you may then, if you wish, accompany me".
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )