Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
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677
The wind blew the grass, my hair.
The wind blew the grass, my hair.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #677)
Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
2
674
I looked about at the field, at the signs of battle, the discarded shields, one deeply punctured and cut, the scattered weapons.
2
675
I looked at the great rock to which, by the neck, I had been fastened with a heavy chain.
2
676
I stood in the circle torn in the turf.
2
677
The wind blew the grass, my hair.
2
678
The sky was darker now.
2
679
I gasped.
2
680
Low on the horizon I saw, rising, three moons.
I looked about at the field, at the signs of battle, the discarded shields, one deeply punctured and cut, the scattered weapons.
I looked at the great rock to which, by the neck, I had been fastened with a heavy chain.
I stood in the circle torn in the turf.
The wind blew the grass, my hair.
The sky was darker now.
I gasped.
Low on the horizon I saw, rising, three moons.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 2)