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Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)

There was shouting and laughter, and the glorious colors of the castes of Gor mingled equally in the cylinders. - (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #33)
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20 33 There was shouting and laughter, and the glorious colors of the castes of Gor mingled equally in the cylinders.

Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)

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20 30 When I returned to Ko-ro-ba with Talena, a great feast was held and we celebrated our Free Companionship.
20 31 A holiday was declared, and the city was ablaze with light and song.
20 32 Shimmering strings of bells pealed in the wind, and festive lanterns of a thousand colors swung from the innumerable flower-strewn bridges.
20 33 There was shouting and laughter, and the glorious colors of the castes of Gor mingled equally in the cylinders.
20 34 Gone for the night was even the distinction of master and slave, and many a wretch in bondage would see the dawn as a free man.
20 35 To my delight, even Torm, of the Caste of Scribes, appeared at the tables.
20 36 I was honored that the little scribe had separated himself from his beloved scrolls long enough to share my happiness, only that of a warrior.
When I returned to Ko-ro-ba with Talena, a great feast was held and we celebrated our Free Companionship. A holiday was declared, and the city was ablaze with light and song. Shimmering strings of bells pealed in the wind, and festive lanterns of a thousand colors swung from the innumerable flower-strewn bridges. There was shouting and laughter, and the glorious colors of the castes of Gor mingled equally in the cylinders. Gone for the night was even the distinction of master and slave, and many a wretch in bondage would see the dawn as a free man. To my delight, even Torm, of the Caste of Scribes, appeared at the tables. I was honored that the little scribe had separated himself from his beloved scrolls long enough to share my happiness, only that of a warrior. - (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 20)