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

In the darkness and torches it was almost like a flood of darkness on darkness, a storm of bodies. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 22, Sentence #302)
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22 302 In the View more quotes about darkness">darkness and torches it was almost like a flood of darkness on darkness, a storm of bodies.

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

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22 299 On the other hand, I had the sense that the commander of the opposing forces had now come to the end of his patience, such as it might have been, and, contemptuous of care and delay, finished with military sobriety, and conscious of his numbers, intended to conclude matters with one crude, costly, irresistible, massive blow.
22 300 Men began to run toward us, some falling, stumbling, pushed from behind, jostled, some weapons down, some not lowered.
22 301 In the torchlight I could see the almost random thicket of glaives, like bunched tem wood in the wind.
22 302 In the darkness and torches it was almost like a flood of darkness on darkness, a storm of bodies.
22 303 Some, from the sound, and cries, were trampled by others.
22 304 The drum struck, again and again, wildly.
22 305 I think many fell, thrust from behind, and many may have been the wounds inflicted by exposed weapons, edges run against, points buffeted, blades fallen upon.
On the other hand, I had the sense that the commander of the opposing forces had now come to the end of his patience, such as it might have been, and, contemptuous of care and delay, finished with military sobriety, and conscious of his numbers, intended to conclude matters with one crude, costly, irresistible, massive blow. Men began to run toward us, some falling, stumbling, pushed from behind, jostled, some weapons down, some not lowered. In the torchlight I could see the almost random thicket of glaives, like bunched tem wood in the wind. In the darkness and torches it was almost like a flood of darkness on darkness, a storm of bodies. Some, from the sound, and cries, were trampled by others. The drum struck, again and again, wildly. I think many fell, thrust from behind, and many may have been the wounds inflicted by exposed weapons, edges run against, points buffeted, blades fallen upon. - (Mariners of Gor)