Book 6. (1 results) Raiders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 1 | 6 | To my View more quotes about right">right, some two or three feet under the water, I saw the sudden, rolling yellowish flash of the slatted belly of a water tharlarion, turning as it made its swift strike, probably a Vosk carp or marsh turtle. |
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Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 1 | 3 | Thassa could not be far beyond. |
| 1 | 4 | I took the triangular-bladed tem-wood paddle and moved the small craft, light and narrow, large enough scarcely for one man, ahead. |
| 1 | 5 | It was formed of pliant, tubular, lengthy Vosk rushes, bound with marsh vine. |
| 1 | 6 | To my right, some two or three feet under the water, I saw the sudden, rolling yellowish flash of the slatted belly of a water tharlarion, turning as it made its swift strike, probably a Vosk carp or marsh turtle. |
| 1 | 7 | Immediately following I saw the water seem to glitter for a moment, a rain of yellowish streaks beneath the surface, in the wake of the water tharlarion, doubtless its swarm of scavengers, tiny water tharlarion, about six inches long, little more than teeth and tail. |
| 1 | 8 | A brightly plumaged bird sprang from the rushes to my left, screaming and beating its sudden way into the blue sky. |
| 1 | 9 | In a moment it had darted again downward to be lost in the rushes, the waving spore stalks, the seed pods of various growths of the Gorean tidal marshes. |
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Thassa could not be far beyond.
I took the triangular-bladed tem-wood paddle and moved the small craft, light and narrow, large enough scarcely for one man, ahead.
It was formed of pliant, tubular, lengthy Vosk rushes, bound with marsh vine.
To my right, some two or three feet under the water, I saw the sudden, rolling yellowish flash of the slatted belly of a water tharlarion, turning as it made its swift strike, probably a Vosk carp or marsh turtle.
Immediately following I saw the water seem to glitter for a moment, a rain of yellowish streaks beneath the surface, in the wake of the water tharlarion, doubtless its swarm of scavengers, tiny water tharlarion, about six inches long, little more than teeth and tail.
A brightly plumaged bird sprang from the rushes to my left, screaming and beating its sudden way into the blue sky.
In a moment it had darted again downward to be lost in the rushes, the waving spore stalks, the seed pods of various growths of the Gorean tidal marshes.
- (Raiders of Gor)