Book 2. (1 results) Outlaw of Gor (Individual Quote)
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10
Far to my left I saw a splendid field of sa-tarna, bending beautifully in the wind, that tall yellow grain that forms a staple in the Gorean diet.
Far to my left I saw a splendid field of Sa-Tarna, bending beautifully in the wind, that tall yellow grain that forms a staple in the Gorean diet.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #10)
Book 2. (7 results) Outlaw of Gor (Context Quote)
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7
Given the lesser gravity, feats of prowess which might seem superhuman on earth were commonplace on Gor.
2
8
The sun, as I remembered it, seemed a bit larger than it did when viewed from the earth, but as before it was difficult to be altogether sure of this.
2
9
In the distance I could see some patches of yellow, the Ka-la-na groves that dot the fields of Gor.
2
10
Far to my left I saw a splendid field of sa-tarna, bending beautifully in the wind, that tall yellow grain that forms a staple in the Gorean diet.
2
11
To the right, in the far distance, I saw the smudge of mountains.
2
12
From their extent and height, as far as I could judge, I guessed them to be the mountains of Thentis.
2
13
From them, if this were true, I could gather my bearings for Ko-ro-ba, that city of cylinders to which, years ago, I had pledged my sword.
Given the lesser gravity, feats of prowess which might seem superhuman on earth were commonplace on Gor.
The sun, as I remembered it, seemed a bit larger than it did when viewed from the earth, but as before it was difficult to be altogether sure of this.
In the distance I could see some patches of yellow, the Ka-la-na groves that dot the fields of Gor.
Far to my left I saw a splendid field of sa-tarna, bending beautifully in the wind, that tall yellow grain that forms a staple in the Gorean diet.
To the right, in the far distance, I saw the smudge of mountains.
From their extent and height, as far as I could judge, I guessed them to be the mountains of Thentis.
From them, if this were true, I could gather my bearings for Ko-ro-ba, that city of cylinders to which, years ago, I had pledged my sword.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 2)