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

I saw rising, on either side, and before, mountains rising from the sea, mountains of fire, bursting alive, mountains moving, rising, run with molten streams of rock, some loose like flaming water, some patient and thick, dully red, and from these strange mountains, cast into the air were clouds of flaming rock, cinders, and ash. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #115)
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19 115 I saw View more quotes about rising">rising, on either side, and before, mountains rising from the sea, mountains of fire, bursting alive, mountains moving, rising, run with molten streams of rock, some loose like flaming water, some patient and thick, dully red, and from these strange mountains, cast into the air were clouds of flaming rock, cinders, and ash.

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

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19 112 It was as though the floor of the sea itself had shuddered and cracked, opening a world into which water had poured.
19 113 But this was not what was most frightening, and I saw what many men know of, but few men have seen.
19 114 Mighty Thassa would give berth.
19 115 I saw rising, on either side, and before, mountains rising from the sea, mountains of fire, bursting alive, mountains moving, rising, run with molten streams of rock, some loose like flaming water, some patient and thick, dully red, and from these strange mountains, cast into the air were clouds of flaming rock, cinders, and ash.
19 116 The air fumed and stung with particles, and I fought to breathe, and yet feared to do so.
19 117 Ash clung about my face and mouth.
19 118 My eyes stung.
It was as though the floor of the sea itself had shuddered and cracked, opening a world into which water had poured. But this was not what was most frightening, and I saw what many men know of, but few men have seen. Mighty Thassa would give berth. I saw rising, on either side, and before, mountains rising from the sea, mountains of fire, bursting alive, mountains moving, rising, run with molten streams of rock, some loose like flaming water, some patient and thick, dully red, and from these strange mountains, cast into the air were clouds of flaming rock, cinders, and ash. The air fumed and stung with particles, and I fought to breathe, and yet feared to do so. Ash clung about my face and mouth. My eyes stung. - (Mariners of Gor)