Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 24 | 39 | The hissing now View more quotes about became">became more intense. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 24 | 36 | This noise unnerved me for a moment because I had been used to the uncanny silence of Priest-Kings. |
| 24 | 37 | Now the Beetle began to poke its head out from beneath the shelter of those domed, golden wings and its short antennae, tufted with golden fluff, thrust out and began to explore the chamber. |
| 24 | 38 | With my right hand I lifted Vika to my shoulder and stood up. |
| 24 | 39 | The hissing now became more intense. |
| 24 | 40 | Apparently the creature did not wish me to remove Vika from the cavern. |
| 24 | 41 | Walking backwards, Vika on my shoulder, the Mul-Torch in my hand, I slowly retreated from the cavern of the Golden Beetle. |
| 24 | 42 | When the creature, following me, crawled over the pile of soiled moss and stems on which Vika had lain, it stopped and began to poke about among the shattered remains of the eggs I had crushed. |
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This noise unnerved me for a moment because I had been used to the uncanny silence of Priest-Kings.
Now the Beetle began to poke its head out from beneath the shelter of those domed, golden wings and its short antennae, tufted with golden fluff, thrust out and began to explore the chamber.
With my right hand I lifted Vika to my shoulder and stood up.
The hissing now became more intense.
Apparently the creature did not wish me to remove Vika from the cavern.
Walking backwards, Vika on my shoulder, the Mul-Torch in my hand, I slowly retreated from the cavern of the Golden Beetle.
When the creature, following me, crawled over the pile of soiled moss and stems on which Vika had lain, it stopped and began to poke about among the shattered remains of the eggs I had crushed.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor)