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Book 23. (1 results) Renegades of Gor (Individual Quote)

In another flash of lightning I saw the wagon in the ditch, tipped on its side, its canvas-covered, roped-down load bulging against the restraining cover, the tharlarion also on its side, lying tangled in its harness, its feet flailing, its long neck craning about. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #41)
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1 41 In View more quotes about another">another flash of lightning I saw the wagon in the ditch, tipped on its side, its canvas-covered, roped-down load bulging against the restraining cover, the tharlarion also on its side, lying tangled in its harness, its feet flailing, its long neck craning about.

Book 23. (7 results) Renegades of Gor (Context Quote)

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1 38 I pulled my pack from the wagon I was trekking beside and, feeling about, locating the side of the next wagon moving south, felt around it, and went to the side of the road.
1 39 Another tharlarion moved past me.
1 40 I reached out and felt its wet scales.
1 41 In another flash of lightning I saw the wagon in the ditch, tipped on its side, its canvas-covered, roped-down load bulging against the restraining cover, the tharlarion also on its side, lying tangled in its harness, its feet flailing, its long neck craning about.
1 42 A man thrust past me, holding an unshuttered dark lantern beneath his cloak.
1 43 Rain was pouring over the broad brim of his felt hat.
1 44 Two others were behind him.
I pulled my pack from the wagon I was trekking beside and, feeling about, locating the side of the next wagon moving south, felt around it, and went to the side of the road. Another tharlarion moved past me. I reached out and felt its wet scales. In another flash of lightning I saw the wagon in the ditch, tipped on its side, its canvas-covered, roped-down load bulging against the restraining cover, the tharlarion also on its side, lying tangled in its harness, its feet flailing, its long neck craning about. A man thrust past me, holding an unshuttered dark lantern beneath his cloak. Rain was pouring over the broad brim of his felt hat. Two others were behind him. - (Renegades of Gor)