A bolt of lightning shattered on the road not fifty yards before me.
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For an instant it seemed to stand like a gigantic crooked spear poised in my path, luminous, uncanny, forbidding, then vanished.
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It had fallen in my path.
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The thought crossed my mind that it was a sign from the priest-kings that I should turn back.
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I continued forward and stood where it had struck.
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In spite of the icy wind and rain I could feel the heat of the stones through my sandals.
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I raised my eyes to the storm, and my spear and shield, and shouted into the storm, my voice drowned in the turbulence of nature, a defiant puff of wind hurled against the forces that seemed arrayed against me.
A bolt of lightning shattered on the road not fifty yards before me.
For an instant it seemed to stand like a gigantic crooked spear poised in my path, luminous, uncanny, forbidding, then vanished.
It had fallen in my path.
The thought crossed my mind that it was a sign from the priest-kings that I should turn back.
I continued forward and stood where it had struck.
In spite of the icy wind and rain I could feel the heat of the stones through my sandals.
I raised my eyes to the storm, and my spear and shield, and shouted into the storm, my voice drowned in the turbulence of nature, a defiant puff of wind hurled against the forces that seemed arrayed against me.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )