Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 13 | 258 | "Get View more quotes about down">down!" called Laura. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 13 | 255 | Some lay on their stomachs under the racks, their hands covering their heads. |
| 13 | 256 | "I can't see," said Ellen, brushing aside clothes, which had blown before her. |
| 13 | 257 | She fought the laundry shaking and snapping in the wind about her. |
| 13 | 258 | "Get down!" called Laura. |
| 13 | 259 | "I want to see!" said Ellen. |
| 13 | 260 | Then suddenly she flung her hands before her face and screamed, and the world seemed madness about her. |
| 13 | 261 | There was a wild cry, piercing, at hand, not more than fifteen feet above her, surely the loudest and most terrifying sound she had ever heard, as of some living, immense, monstrous creature, and she was in shadow and then not in shadow, in a shadow that moved and leapt and was shattered with bursts of sunlight, and then darkness, and clothing was torn from the lines by the blasts of wind from the smitings of mighty wings, and one of the racks, seized in monstrous talons, broke into a thousand pieces, and, lifted, fell in a shower of sticks, raining down to the roof. |
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Some lay on their stomachs under the racks, their hands covering their heads.
"I can't see," said Ellen, brushing aside clothes, which had blown before her.
She fought the laundry shaking and snapping in the wind about her.
"Get down!" called Laura.
"I want to see!" said Ellen.
Then suddenly she flung her hands before her face and screamed, and the world seemed madness about her.
There was a wild cry, piercing, at hand, not more than fifteen feet above her, surely the loudest and most terrifying sound she had ever heard, as of some living, immense, monstrous creature, and she was in shadow and then not in shadow, in a shadow that moved and leapt and was shattered with bursts of sunlight, and then darkness, and clothing was torn from the lines by the blasts of wind from the smitings of mighty wings, and one of the racks, seized in monstrous talons, broke into a thousand pieces, and, lifted, fell in a shower of sticks, raining down to the roof.
- (Prize of Gor)