• Home
  • Contact

Results Details

"storm "

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

Let the new storm come upon them like lightning, like a torrent of agony. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #47)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
18 47 Let the new storm View more quotes about come">come upon them like lightning, like a torrent of agony.

Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
18 44 As soon as I had seen the first edge of the new darkness, those new clouds, like a black rising moon, emerge on the horizon, over the rence, to the west, I had taken the rence tube, already prepared, and returned to the vicinity of the men of Ar.
18 45 None here, on the bar, it seemed, was yet aware of the new clouds, rising in the west.
18 46 That was better for me.
18 47 Let the new storm come upon them like lightning, like a torrent of agony.
18 48 "Ho!" cried a man on the bar, in misery.
18 49 "Listen! Listen!" "Aiii!" cried more than one man.
18 50 I saw with satisfaction the men of Ar take what shelter they could, digging into the sand, pulling blankets about them, covering themselves with rence, wrapping cloths about their head and eyes, burying their head in their arms, doing whatever they could do to prepare themselves for the imminent arrival of their numerous small guests, the temporary masters of the delta of the Vosk.
As soon as I had seen the first edge of the new darkness, those new clouds, like a black rising moon, emerge on the horizon, over the rence, to the west, I had taken the rence tube, already prepared, and returned to the vicinity of the men of Ar. None here, on the bar, it seemed, was yet aware of the new clouds, rising in the west. That was better for me. Let the new storm come upon them like lightning, like a torrent of agony. "Ho!" cried a man on the bar, in misery. "Listen! Listen!" "Aiii!" cried more than one man. I saw with satisfaction the men of Ar take what shelter they could, digging into the sand, pulling blankets about them, covering themselves with rence, wrapping cloths about their head and eyes, burying their head in their arms, doing whatever they could do to prepare themselves for the imminent arrival of their numerous small guests, the temporary masters of the delta of the Vosk. - (Vagabonds of Gor)