Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 50 | 11 | His translator, on its View more quotes about chain">chain, was slung about his neck. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 50 | 8 | Still, it was terrifying, to see the wildness in her eyes, the glistening saliva at her fangs, the outstretched limb with its clawed tentaclelike digits scratching in the air, reaching for me, hearing that horrid bestial noise, half shriek and snarl, of rage and hatred. |
| 50 | 9 | Lord Grendel, crouching in the Kur fashion, was nearby. |
| 50 | 10 | He kept his eyes on Lyris. |
| 50 | 11 | His translator, on its chain, was slung about his neck. |
| 50 | 12 | A flood of angry sound hissed through the lips of Lyris, she glaring out at us from behind the bars. |
| 50 | 13 | I took it that that sound was half in articulate Kur, which I was able to at least recognize as Kur, and half, perhaps, in nothing that could even be understood as intelligible discourse, but might better be interpreted as no more than shrieks and cries, a frightful ventilation of frustration and fury. |
| 50 | 14 | "What is she saying?" I asked. |
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Still, it was terrifying, to see the wildness in her eyes, the glistening saliva at her fangs, the outstretched limb with its clawed tentaclelike digits scratching in the air, reaching for me, hearing that horrid bestial noise, half shriek and snarl, of rage and hatred.
Lord Grendel, crouching in the Kur fashion, was nearby.
He kept his eyes on Lyris.
His translator, on its chain, was slung about his neck.
A flood of angry sound hissed through the lips of Lyris, she glaring out at us from behind the bars.
I took it that that sound was half in articulate Kur, which I was able to at least recognize as Kur, and half, perhaps, in nothing that could even be understood as intelligible discourse, but might better be interpreted as no more than shrieks and cries, a frightful ventilation of frustration and fury.
"What is she saying?" I asked.
- (Plunder of Gor)