Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 511 | My View more quotes about hands">hands, my right clutching the handbag, fought the brush and branches that tore at me. |
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Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 508 | I ran from it, forcing my way through the brush and trees, scraped and torn. |
| 3 | 509 | Time and time again it seemed on the verge of illuminating me, yellow on the trees and brush only feet from me, but it would pass by, or I would turn away from it and run again. |
| 3 | 510 | I stumbled on through the woods, my feet bleeding, gasping for breath. |
| 3 | 511 | My hands, my right clutching the handbag, fought the brush and branches that tore at me. |
| 3 | 512 | I could run no further. |
| 3 | 513 | I collapsed at the foot of a tree, gasping, each muscle in my body crying out. |
| 3 | 514 | My legs trembled. |
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I ran from it, forcing my way through the brush and trees, scraped and torn.
Time and time again it seemed on the verge of illuminating me, yellow on the trees and brush only feet from me, but it would pass by, or I would turn away from it and run again.
I stumbled on through the woods, my feet bleeding, gasping for breath.
My hands, my right clutching the handbag, fought the brush and branches that tore at me.
I could run no further.
I collapsed at the foot of a tree, gasping, each muscle in my body crying out.
My legs trembled.
- (Captive of Gor)