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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
42 6 It was one morning in the Seventh Passage Hand, I think the second day, shortly before the Ninth Ahn, that I approached the great portal.
42 7 The day was bright.
42 8 Sometimes, when Tor-tu-Gor was almost overhead, the slopes of the Voltai, beneath its blaze, seemed almost white, which anomaly, I took it, had to do with some aspect of reflected light.
42 9 The shadows of the valleys and crevices then could seem like black wounds.
42 10 I bore no tray now, but a yoke, from each terminus of which was slung a skin of water and a haunch of tarsk.
42 11 It was heavy.
42 12 My shoulders would ache.
It was one morning in the Seventh Passage Hand, I think the second day, shortly before the Ninth Ahn, that I approached the great portal. The day was bright. Sometimes, when Tor-tu-Gor was almost overhead, the slopes of the Voltai, beneath its blaze, seemed almost white, which anomaly, I took it, had to do with some aspect of reflected light. The shadows of the valleys and crevices then could seem like black wounds. I bore no tray now, but a yoke, from each terminus of which was slung a skin of water and a haunch of tarsk. It was heavy. My shoulders would ache. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter )