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| 8 | 530 | * * * * When I View more quotes about raised">raised my head from my hands I felt hard and cruel. |
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| 8 | 527 | I put my head in my hands. |
| 8 | 528 | I was Ubar here, but I found the throne a bitter one. |
| 8 | 529 | I would have exchanged it all for Tarl Cabot, the myth, and the dream, that had been taken from me. |
| 8 | 530 | * * * * When I raised my head from my hands I felt hard and cruel. |
| 8 | 531 | I was alone, but I had my arm, and its strength, and the Gorean blade. |
| 8 | 532 | Here, on this wooden land lost in the delta marshes, I was Ubar. |
| 8 | 533 | I knew now, as I had not before, what men were. |