Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 17 | 282 | Man by man, heart by heart, the fury gripped the host of Svein Blue Tooth. |
| 17 | 283 | It coursed through the thronged warriors; it seemed a tangible thing, communicating itself from one to another; it was almost as though one could see it, but one could not see it, only its effects. |
| 17 | 284 | I could trace its passage. |
| 17 | 285 | It seemed first a ghastly infection, a plague; then it seemed like a fire, invisible and consuming; then it seemed like the touching of these men by the hands of gods, but no gods I knew, none to whom a woman or child might dare pray, but the gods of men, and of the men of Torvaldsland, the dread, harsh divinities of the cruel north, the gods of Torvaldsland. |
| 17 | 286 | And the touch of these gods, like their will, was terrible. |
| 17 | 287 | Ivar Forkbeard suddenly threw back his head and, silently, screamed at the sky. |
| 17 | 288 | The thing had touched him. |
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Man by man, heart by heart, the fury gripped the host of Svein Blue Tooth.
It coursed through the thronged warriors; it seemed a tangible thing, communicating itself from one to another; it was almost as though one could see it, but one could not see it, only its effects.
I could trace its passage.
It seemed first a ghastly infection, a plague; then it seemed like a fire, invisible and consuming; then it seemed like the touching of these men by the hands of gods, but no gods I knew, none to whom a woman or child might dare pray, but the gods of men, and of the men of Torvaldsland, the dread, harsh divinities of the cruel north, the gods of Torvaldsland.
And the touch of these gods, like their will, was terrible.
Ivar Forkbeard suddenly threw back his head and, silently, screamed at the sky.
The thing had touched him.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter )