Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
7
91
The judge, on the testimony of Ibn Saran, and that of two white-skinned, female slaves, one named Zaya, a red-haired girl, the other a dark-haired girl, whose name was Vella, had sentenced me as a criminal, a would-be assassin, to the secret brine pits of Klima, deep in the dune country, there to dig until the salt, the sun, the slave masters, had finished with me.
The judge, on the testimony of Ibn Saran, and that of two white-skinned, female slaves, one named Zaya, a red-haired girl, the other a dark-haired girl, whose name was Vella, had sentenced me as a criminal, a would-be assassin, to the secret brine pits of Klima, deep in the dune country, there to dig until the salt, the sun, the slave masters, had finished with me.
- (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #91)
Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
7
88
I closed my eyes again.
7
89
Suleiman had not died.
7
90
The blow of the assassin, in the confusion, had failed to find its mark.
7
91
The judge, on the testimony of Ibn Saran, and that of two white-skinned, female slaves, one named Zaya, a red-haired girl, the other a dark-haired girl, whose name was Vella, had sentenced me as a criminal, a would-be assassin, to the secret brine pits of Klima, deep in the dune country, there to dig until the salt, the sun, the slave masters, had finished with me.
7
92
From the secret pits of Klima, it was said, no slave had ever returned.
7
93
Kaiila are not permitted at Klima, even to the guards.
7
94
Supplies are brought in, and salt carried away, by caravan, on which the pits must depend.
I closed my eyes again.
Suleiman had not died.
The blow of the assassin, in the confusion, had failed to find its mark.
The judge, on the testimony of Ibn Saran, and that of two white-skinned, female slaves, one named Zaya, a red-haired girl, the other a dark-haired girl, whose name was Vella, had sentenced me as a criminal, a would-be assassin, to the secret brine pits of Klima, deep in the dune country, there to dig until the salt, the sun, the slave masters, had finished with me.
From the secret pits of Klima, it was said, no slave had ever returned.
Kaiila are not permitted at Klima, even to the guards.
Supplies are brought in, and salt carried away, by caravan, on which the pits must depend.
- (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 7)