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Book 33. (1 results) Rebels of Gor (Individual Quote)

In a year every fortress, castle, palace, barracks, warehouse, and humble shed of our house could be collapsed and charred wood, the ashes like dry fog, borne on the wind to the sea". - (Rebels of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #39)
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14 39 In a year every fortress, View more quotes about castle">castle, palace, barracks, warehouse, and humble shed of our house could be collapsed and charred wood, the ashes like dry fog, borne on the wind to the sea".

Book 33. (7 results) Rebels of Gor (Context Quote)

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14 36 "He who has demon birds may come and go as he pleases.
14 37 He who has demon birds is elusive and may strike unexpectedly, in the day or night, at dawn or dusk.
14 38 He who has demon birds, in time, could rain fire from the sky, far above futile, angrily brandished glaives, and burn with impunity where archers are not.
14 39 In a year every fortress, castle, palace, barracks, warehouse, and humble shed of our house could be collapsed and charred wood, the ashes like dry fog, borne on the wind to the sea".
14 40 "I did not expect honor and appointment," I said to Lord Yamada, "when I was delivered to you".
14 41 "You expected to bear the brunt of a shogun's wrath," said Lord Yamada, "exquisitely expressed over weeks with cords and irons, with needles and clamps, with flaming splinters, perhaps culminating eventually in the horror of the straw jacket?" "I did not know what to expect," I said.
14 42 "Perhaps that was just as well," smiled Lord Yamada.
"He who has demon birds may come and go as he pleases. He who has demon birds is elusive and may strike unexpectedly, in the day or night, at dawn or dusk. He who has demon birds, in time, could rain fire from the sky, far above futile, angrily brandished glaives, and burn with impunity where archers are not. In a year every fortress, castle, palace, barracks, warehouse, and humble shed of our house could be collapsed and charred wood, the ashes like dry fog, borne on the wind to the sea". "I did not expect honor and appointment," I said to Lord Yamada, "when I was delivered to you". "You expected to bear the brunt of a shogun's wrath," said Lord Yamada, "exquisitely expressed over weeks with cords and irons, with needles and clamps, with flaming splinters, perhaps culminating eventually in the horror of the straw jacket?" "I did not know what to expect," I said. "Perhaps that was just as well," smiled Lord Yamada. - (Rebels of Gor)