Tomorrow one or both of us, I supposed, might be dead.
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I noted that the bosk seemed well cared for, and that their coats were groomed, and the horns and hoofs polished.
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Wearily I gave the kaiila to one of the guards and mounted the steps of the wagon.
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I Am Served wine I entered the wagon and stopped, startled.
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Within, a girl, across the wagon, beyond the tiny fire bowl in the center of its floor, standing on the thick rug, near a hanging tharlarion-oil lamp, turned suddenly to face me.
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I heard a rustle of chain.
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She clutched about herself as well as she could a richly wrought yellow cloth, a silken yellow sheet.
Tomorrow one or both of us, I supposed, might be dead.
I noted that the bosk seemed well cared for, and that their coats were groomed, and the horns and hoofs polished.
Wearily I gave the kaiila to one of the guards and mounted the steps of the wagon.
I Am Served wine I entered the wagon and stopped, startled.
Within, a girl, across the wagon, beyond the tiny fire bowl in the center of its floor, standing on the thick rug, near a hanging tharlarion-oil lamp, turned suddenly to face me.
I heard a rustle of chain.
She clutched about herself as well as she could a richly wrought yellow cloth, a silken yellow sheet.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )