Book 2. (1 results) Outlaw of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 23 | Some of these masks had turned to gaze upon me as I View more quotes about passed">passed, my scarlet warrior's tunic having caught their eye. |
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Book 2. (7 results) Outlaw of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 20 | They walked in this city unattended, with an imperious step, the men of Tharna moving to let them pass—in such a way that they never touched. |
| 8 | 21 | Each of these women wore resplendent Robes of Concealment, rich in color and workmanship, standing out among the drab garments of the men, but instead of the veil common with such robes the features of each were hidden behind a mask of silver. |
| 8 | 22 | The masks were of identical design, each formed in the semblance of a beautiful, but cold face. |
| 8 | 23 | Some of these masks had turned to gaze upon me as I passed, my scarlet warrior's tunic having caught their eye. |
| 8 | 24 | It made me uneasy to be the object of their gaze, to be confronted by those passionless, glittering silver masks. |
| 8 | 25 | Wandering in the city, I found myself in Tharna's marketplace. |
| 8 | 26 | Though it was apparently a market day, judging from the numerous stalls of vegetables, the racks of meat under awnings, the tubs of salted fish, the cloths and trinkets spread out on carpets before the seated, cross-legged merchants, there was none of the noisy clamor that customarily attends the Gorean market. |
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They walked in this city unattended, with an imperious step, the men of Tharna moving to let them pass—in such a way that they never touched.
Each of these women wore resplendent Robes of Concealment, rich in color and workmanship, standing out among the drab garments of the men, but instead of the veil common with such robes the features of each were hidden behind a mask of silver.
The masks were of identical design, each formed in the semblance of a beautiful, but cold face.
Some of these masks had turned to gaze upon me as I passed, my scarlet warrior's tunic having caught their eye.
It made me uneasy to be the object of their gaze, to be confronted by those passionless, glittering silver masks.
Wandering in the city, I found myself in Tharna's marketplace.
Though it was apparently a market day, judging from the numerous stalls of vegetables, the racks of meat under awnings, the tubs of salted fish, the cloths and trinkets spread out on carpets before the seated, cross-legged merchants, there was none of the noisy clamor that customarily attends the Gorean market.
- (Outlaw of Gor)