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I liked the smell of Laura, the fresh fields before the forests, even the smell of the river and the wood. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #256)

Where would one run in Laura? Where would one run anywhere? Barefoot we left the barge and stepped out onto the pier, walking along the left sides of the wagons. I could see a long wooden ramp leading up from the pier to a long wooden road winding between the crowded warehouses. We, in coffle, followed this road. I liked the smell of Laura, the fresh fields before the forests, even the smell of the river and the wood. We could smell roast tarsk from somewhere. We, and the wagons, passed between wooden sleds, with leather runners, on which there were squared blocks of granite, from the quarries east of Laura; and between barrels and hogsheads of fish and salt; and between bales of sleen fur and panther hides, from the forests beyond. I put out my hand and touched some of the sleen fur as I passed it. - (Captive of Gor)