Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 47 | 317 | "Let those with tarns, who lost women and children at the summer camp, attend to these," I said. |
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Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 47 | 314 | The defenders leaped forward. |
| 47 | 315 | We landed our tarns among a litter of bodies, red and white, on the ledge. |
| 47 | 316 | I looked down, at the ropes of men, not yet to the top. |
| 47 | 317 | "Let those with tarns, who lost women and children at the summer camp, attend to these," I said. |
| 47 | 318 | In a moment tarns had swept again from the ledge and then, seizing ropes and men in talons, at the very rock face itself, dragged dangling, screaming men from the sheer surface; ropes and men, tangled, were pulled away from the surface; ropes and men, torn loose from hand and footholds, unsupported, sped twisting and turning to the rocks below. |
| 47 | 319 | I raced across the top of Council Rock, men behind me. |
| 47 | 320 | The Yellow Knives, on the western side of Council Rock, prevented by the mountain from knowing what had occurred in the air to the east, and on the eastern faces of the rock, singing their medicine, their hearing throbbing with the beat of drums, had not desisted in their procession to the summit; they had continued to ascend the trail. |
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The defenders leaped forward.
We landed our tarns among a litter of bodies, red and white, on the ledge.
I looked down, at the ropes of men, not yet to the top.
"Let those with tarns, who lost women and children at the summer camp, attend to these," I said.
In a moment tarns had swept again from the ledge and then, seizing ropes and men in talons, at the very rock face itself, dragged dangling, screaming men from the sheer surface; ropes and men, tangled, were pulled away from the surface; ropes and men, torn loose from hand and footholds, unsupported, sped twisting and turning to the rocks below.
I raced across the top of Council Rock, men behind me.
The Yellow Knives, on the western side of Council Rock, prevented by the mountain from knowing what had occurred in the air to the east, and on the eastern faces of the rock, singing their medicine, their hearing throbbing with the beat of drums, had not desisted in their procession to the summit; they had continued to ascend the trail.
- (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 47)