Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 75 | 70 | He sat View more quotes about nearby">nearby, not sleeping, considering the forest. |
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Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 75 | 67 | Does he not know what was done to me before, how my body has been changed? My mind cries 'free woman'! My belly cries 'slave'! How foolish is my mind! How wise my belly! Dear mind, how you desire to dictate to me! Do you still listen only to others, dear mind, and not to me? Why do you not look upon my truth? Is it not your truth, as well? Dear mind, surrender, unite with my body! Dear mind, is the truth so terrible, so unfamiliar, so unreasonable, so alien? I want to be one with my body, not its foe. |
| 75 | 68 | I want to be whole! Let the gates be forced, let the walls collapse; please, dear mind, see to it that I am led in chains, helpless, choiceless, rejoicing, to my master's couch!" The slave noted that her master had made no fire. |
| 75 | 69 | This puzzled her. |
| 75 | 70 | He sat nearby, not sleeping, considering the forest. |
| 76 | 1 | The Forest Camp Tarl Cabot and the slave came to the abandoned forest camp without incident. |
| 76 | 2 | He inspected the camp and found it much as it had been, when he had come here last, through the snows of the arranged winter. |
| 76 | 3 | He did not close the gate. |
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Does he not know what was done to me before, how my body has been changed? My mind cries 'free woman'! My belly cries 'slave'! How foolish is my mind! How wise my belly! Dear mind, how you desire to dictate to me! Do you still listen only to others, dear mind, and not to me? Why do you not look upon my truth? Is it not your truth, as well? Dear mind, surrender, unite with my body! Dear mind, is the truth so terrible, so unfamiliar, so unreasonable, so alien? I want to be one with my body, not its foe.
I want to be whole! Let the gates be forced, let the walls collapse; please, dear mind, see to it that I am led in chains, helpless, choiceless, rejoicing, to my master's couch!" The slave noted that her master had made no fire.
This puzzled her.
He sat nearby, not sleeping, considering the forest.
The Forest Camp Tarl Cabot and the slave came to the abandoned forest camp without incident.
He inspected the camp and found it much as it had been, when he had come here last, through the snows of the arranged winter.
He did not close the gate.
- (Kur of Gor)