Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 13 | 99 | The View more quotes about thing">thing stumbled forward, reaching for me, and fell to the ground with a tiny, moaning sound. |
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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 13 | 96 | Again the weird cackle came from the folds of the yellow shroud. |
| 13 | 97 | "Would you like the Holy Disease?" he asked, stretching out one hand in the darkness, as if trying to clutch my hand. |
| 13 | 98 | I drew back my hand in horror. |
| 13 | 99 | The thing stumbled forward, reaching for me, and fell to the ground with a tiny, moaning sound. |
| 13 | 100 | It sat on the ground, wrapped in its yellow cerements—a mound of decay and desolation under the three Gorean moons. |
| 13 | 101 | It rocked back and forth, uttering mad little noises, as if grieving or whimpering. |
| 13 | 102 | From perhaps a pasang away I heard the frustrated roar of a larl, probably one of the companions of the beast I had killed, puzzled about the failure of the hunt. |
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Again the weird cackle came from the folds of the yellow shroud.
"Would you like the Holy Disease?" he asked, stretching out one hand in the darkness, as if trying to clutch my hand.
I drew back my hand in horror.
The thing stumbled forward, reaching for me, and fell to the ground with a tiny, moaning sound.
It sat on the ground, wrapped in its yellow cerements—a mound of decay and desolation under the three Gorean moons.
It rocked back and forth, uttering mad little noises, as if grieving or whimpering.
From perhaps a pasang away I heard the frustrated roar of a larl, probably one of the companions of the beast I had killed, puzzled about the failure of the hunt.
- (Tarnsman of Gor)