Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
10
107
It seemed the routine of the journey would never end, and I grew enamored of the long line of wagons, each filled with its various goods, those mysterious metals and gems, rolls of cloth, foodstuffs, wines and paga, weapons and harness, cosmetics and perfumes, medicines and slaves.
It seemed the routine of the journey would never end, and I grew enamored of the long line of wagons, each filled with its various goods, those mysterious metals and gems, rolls of cloth, foodstuffs, wines and paga, weapons and harness, cosmetics and perfumes, medicines and slaves.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #107)
Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
10
104
"Let the Priest-Kings blast me if she didn't do it," said Kazrak with admiration, "A true she-tharlarion".
10
105
Talena lifted a bloody nose to me and smiled brightly.
10
106
* * * * The next few days were among the happiest of my life, as Talena and I became a part of Mintar's slow, ample caravan, members of its graceful, interminable, colorful procession.
10
107
It seemed the routine of the journey would never end, and I grew enamored of the long line of wagons, each filled with its various goods, those mysterious metals and gems, rolls of cloth, foodstuffs, wines and paga, weapons and harness, cosmetics and perfumes, medicines and slaves.
10
108
Mintar's caravan, like most, was harnessed long before dawn and traveled until the heat of the day.
10
109
Camp would be made early in the afternoon.
10
110
The beasts would be watered and fed, the guards set, the wagons secured, and the members of the caravan would turn to their cooking fires.
"Let the Priest-Kings blast me if she didn't do it," said Kazrak with admiration, "A true she-tharlarion".
Talena lifted a bloody nose to me and smiled brightly.
* * * * The next few days were among the happiest of my life, as Talena and I became a part of Mintar's slow, ample caravan, members of its graceful, interminable, colorful procession.
It seemed the routine of the journey would never end, and I grew enamored of the long line of wagons, each filled with its various goods, those mysterious metals and gems, rolls of cloth, foodstuffs, wines and paga, weapons and harness, cosmetics and perfumes, medicines and slaves.
Mintar's caravan, like most, was harnessed long before dawn and traveled until the heat of the day.
Camp would be made early in the afternoon.
The beasts would be watered and fed, the guards set, the wagons secured, and the members of the caravan would turn to their cooking fires.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 10)