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I looked to my left and saw rows of targets, perhaps forty or fifty. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #130)

The coffle master shaded his eyes. The specks were far, and, for a bit, it seemed they were arrested, not even moving, and then it was clear they were moving, and were larger, slightly larger. At the distance their speed was not clearly discernible, and yet I was sure, from their passage in the forest, overhead, that it was likely to be considerable. I looked to my left and saw rows of targets, perhaps forty or fifty. These were perhaps something in the neighborhood of a foot and a half in width, and some six feet high. Portions of the targets were colored, rather at the level of what might be a man's waist, chest, neck, and head. When I turned back, the specks were no longer specks but clearly spread ranks of flighted creatures, at four levels, and, as I later determined, each rank was followed by its column, the ranks in these columns separated by some fifty yards, or so. - (Smugglers of Gor)