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| 18 | 160 | The sunlight was bright; the air was View more quotes about gorean">Gorean in its exuberance and freshness. |
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| 18 | 157 | The Mistress was now some four slaves from me. |
| 18 | 158 | I was the thirty-fifth in a long line of male slaves, some forty-two in length. |
| 18 | 159 | We knelt, in brief brown tunics, in the soft earth. |
| 18 | 160 | The sunlight was bright; the air was Gorean in its exuberance and freshness. |
| 18 | 161 | The homely smells of the stable yard and the barns, with their straw-filled stalls, are not really objectionable, when one grows used to them. |
| 18 | 162 | The odors are distinctive but, when one grows accustomed to them, familiar and not really unpleasant. |
| 18 | 163 | I rather liked the odors of the stables and barns, such complex mixed odors, ranging from straw, and hay and leather, to the organic wastes of our huge charges, some four species of draft tharlarion. |