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Book 30. (1 results) Mariners of Gor (Individual Quote)

We had had two hail storms of great severity when farther north, storms such as those which, in the Barrens, north and east of the Voltai, sometimes decimate flocks of migrating birds, striking them from the sky, flocks which, obedient to their hereditary imperatives, refuse to land and seek shelter. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #54)
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12 54 We had had two hail storms of View more quotes about great">great severity when farther north, storms such as those which, in the Barrens, north and east of the Voltai, sometimes decimate flocks of migrating birds, striking them from the sky, flocks which, obedient to their hereditary imperatives, refuse to land and seek shelter.

Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)

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12 51 As most of the lookouts, I had fastened a safety rope about my waist.
12 52 One can lose one's footing, particularly in heavy weather, or when the platform is iced, and slip between the platform and the ring, which is waist high.
12 53 I felt the first rattle of hail.
12 54 We had had two hail storms of great severity when farther north, storms such as those which, in the Barrens, north and east of the Voltai, sometimes decimate flocks of migrating birds, striking them from the sky, flocks which, obedient to their hereditary imperatives, refuse to land and seek shelter.
12 55 Sails had been quickly reefed, lest, by a rare, larger stone, they might be cut.
12 56 Hundreds of tiny impressions marked the deck.
12 57 In places a larger stone had splintered a plank, or gouged a railing.
As most of the lookouts, I had fastened a safety rope about my waist. One can lose one's footing, particularly in heavy weather, or when the platform is iced, and slip between the platform and the ring, which is waist high. I felt the first rattle of hail. We had had two hail storms of great severity when farther north, storms such as those which, in the Barrens, north and east of the Voltai, sometimes decimate flocks of migrating birds, striking them from the sky, flocks which, obedient to their hereditary imperatives, refuse to land and seek shelter. Sails had been quickly reefed, lest, by a rare, larger stone, they might be cut. Hundreds of tiny impressions marked the deck. In places a larger stone had splintered a plank, or gouged a railing. - (Mariners of Gor)