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| 13 | 7 | One, View more quotes about silent">silent, to my left, I knew to be Andreas of the Desert City of Tor. |
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| 13 | 4 | Already I could feel the heat of the sun soaking into the silver yoke I wore. |
| 13 | 5 | My back felt the jab of spears as I was prodded ahead and stumbled forward, unsteady under the weight of the yoke, my feet sinking to their ankles in the hot sand. |
| 13 | 6 | On both sides of me were other wretched fellows, similarly yoked, some whining, some cursing, as they, too, were driven forward like beasts. |
| 13 | 7 | One, silent, to my left, I knew to be Andreas of the Desert City of Tor. |
| 13 | 8 | At last I no longer felt the spear point in my back. |
| 13 | 9 | "Kneel to the Tatrix of Tharna," commanded an imperious voice, speaking through some type of trumpet. |
| 13 | 10 | I heard the voice of Andreas next to me. |