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Book 24. (1 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Individual Quote)

The fellow on the observation platform, on the barge, watching the approach of the bird and rider, lowered his arms, puzzled. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #350)
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Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 347 "It is not landing!" Men looked upward, puzzled.
13 348 "Beware!" I cried.
13 349 "It is an attack pattern!" Could they not see that? Did they not understand what was happening? Could they not understand the rationale of that steadiness, the menace of the motionlessness of those great wings? Could they not see that what was approaching was in effect a smoothly gliding, incredibly stable, soaring firing platform? "Take cover!" I cried.
13 350 The fellow on the observation platform, on the barge, watching the approach of the bird and rider, lowered his arms, puzzled.
13 351 "Take cover!" I cried.
13 352 One could scarcely see the flight of the quarrel.
13 353 It was like a whisper of light, terribly quick, little more than something you are not sure you have really seen, then the bird had snapped its wings and was ascending.
"It is not landing!" Men looked upward, puzzled. "Beware!" I cried. "It is an attack pattern!" Could they not see that? Did they not understand what was happening? Could they not understand the rationale of that steadiness, the menace of the motionlessness of those great wings? Could they not see that what was approaching was in effect a smoothly gliding, incredibly stable, soaring firing platform? "Take cover!" I cried. The fellow on the observation platform, on the barge, watching the approach of the bird and rider, lowered his arms, puzzled. "Take cover!" I cried. One could scarcely see the flight of the quarrel. It was like a whisper of light, terribly quick, little more than something you are not sure you have really seen, then the bird had snapped its wings and was ascending. - (Vagabonds of Gor)