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| 4 | 959 | View more quotes about canvas">Canvas snapped in the wind over my head. |
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| 4 | 956 | It was small, precise, deep, clean and sharp, a severe, lovely mark, unmistakable and clear; her thigh now well proclaimed what she was, a Gorean slave. |
| 4 | 957 | Ulafi, merchant and captain, stood upon the deck of the stern castle. |
| 4 | 958 | I stood at the rail. |
| 4 | 959 | Canvas snapped in the wind over my head. |
| 4 | 960 | The masts and timbers of the ship creaked. |
| 4 | 961 | I smelled the sharp freshness of gleaming Thassa, the sea. |
| 4 | 962 | I heard her waters lick at the strakes. |