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I descended with Vika from the trail and, as I floated down to the bottom of a small crevice between the trail and the gate, the bottoms of my sandals stung when I hit the rock. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #18)

I swept Vika again to my arms and, half walking, half floating, made my way downward toward the ruins of the gate. There was a great shout from the crowd when they saw us, and then there was enormous quiet and every pair of eyes in that teeming throng was fixed upon us. It suddenly seemed to me that Vika was a bit heavier than she had been and I told myself that I must be tiring. I descended with Vika from the trail and, as I floated down to the bottom of a small crevice between the trail and the gate, the bottoms of my sandals stung when I hit the rock. I had apparently slightly misjudged the distance. The top of the crevice was only about thirty feet away. It should take one leap and a step to clear it, but when I leaped my leap carried me only about fifteen feet and where my foot scraped the side a pebble, dislodged, bounded downward and I could hear it strike the floor of the crevice. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)