Book 6. (1 results) Raiders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 1 | 8 | A brightly plumaged View more quotes about bird">bird sprang from the rushes to my left, screaming and beating its sudden way into the blue sky. |
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Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 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. |
| 1 | 10 | Only one creature in the marshes dares to outline itself against the sky, the predatory Ul, the winged tharlarion. |
| 1 | 11 | It was difficult to see more than a few feet ahead; sometimes I could see no further than the lifted prow of my small craft, as it nosed its way among the rushes and the frequent rence plants. |
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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.
Only one creature in the marshes dares to outline itself against the sky, the predatory Ul, the winged tharlarion.
It was difficult to see more than a few feet ahead; sometimes I could see no further than the lifted prow of my small craft, as it nosed its way among the rushes and the frequent rence plants.
- (Raiders of Gor)