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Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)

The quarry, startled at my unexpected appearance, veered away, passing within feet of me, the great shadow suddenly between me and the sun, and then the sun again blazed on the late-summer grass, tumultuous and whipped, twisted, by the passage of the quarry. - (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 37, Sentence #414)
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37 414 The quarry, View more quotes about startled">startled at my unexpected appearance, veered away, passing within feet of me, the great shadow suddenly between me and the sun, and then the sun again blazed on the late-summer grass, tumultuous and whipped, twisted, by the passage of the quarry.

Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)

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37 411 I thrust my head and shoulders from the pit and saw her, on her belly, in the grass, her right leg stretched out, almost straight, behind her, the tether tight on it.
37 412 She had tried to run.
37 413 I hoisted myself out of the pit, screaming and cursing, waving my arms.
37 414 The quarry, startled at my unexpected appearance, veered away, passing within feet of me, the great shadow suddenly between me and the sun, and then the sun again blazed on the late-summer grass, tumultuous and whipped, twisted, by the passage of the quarry.
37 415 The sweat on my face felt cold, from the wind which had rushed past.
37 416 "On your feet," I said.
37 417 Tremblingly, she rose to her feet.
I thrust my head and shoulders from the pit and saw her, on her belly, in the grass, her right leg stretched out, almost straight, behind her, the tether tight on it. She had tried to run. I hoisted myself out of the pit, screaming and cursing, waving my arms. The quarry, startled at my unexpected appearance, veered away, passing within feet of me, the great shadow suddenly between me and the sun, and then the sun again blazed on the late-summer grass, tumultuous and whipped, twisted, by the passage of the quarry. The sweat on my face felt cold, from the wind which had rushed past. "On your feet," I said. Tremblingly, she rose to her feet. - (Blood Brothers of Gor)