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Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)

The grass felt good to my bare feet. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #947)
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8 947 The View more quotes about grass">grass felt good to my bare feet.

Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 944 I went to the wagon to fetch a large bota of paga, which had been filled from one of the large jugs.
8 945 Lana and Ute, too, now unbound as well, went to the wagon, to fetch other botas, so commanded by other guards.
8 946 Soon I returned to the firelight, the heavy bota of paga, on its strap, slung over my shoulder, Ute and Lana, with theirs, behind me.
8 947 The grass felt good to my bare feet.
8 948 It seemed I could feel each blade.
8 949 I felt the rough fabric of the camisk on my body as I moved, the pull of the strap on my shoulder, the heavy, swaying touch of the bota as, in the rhythm of my walk, it touched my side.
8 950 Beyond the fire, in the distance, like an irregular margin, a torn, soft, dark edge hiding the bright stars of Gor, I could see the lofty, still blackness of the borders of the northern forests.
I went to the wagon to fetch a large bota of paga, which had been filled from one of the large jugs. Lana and Ute, too, now unbound as well, went to the wagon, to fetch other botas, so commanded by other guards. Soon I returned to the firelight, the heavy bota of paga, on its strap, slung over my shoulder, Ute and Lana, with theirs, behind me. The grass felt good to my bare feet. It seemed I could feel each blade. I felt the rough fabric of the camisk on my body as I moved, the pull of the strap on my shoulder, the heavy, swaying touch of the bota as, in the rhythm of my walk, it touched my side. Beyond the fire, in the distance, like an irregular margin, a torn, soft, dark edge hiding the bright stars of Gor, I could see the lofty, still blackness of the borders of the northern forests. - (Captive of Gor)