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He pressed the palms of his hands into the sand and pressed his lips to the wet sand. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #9)

He had then stumbled down the beach, falling twice, until he came to the shallows and the sand, among driftwood, stones and damp weed, washed ashore in the morning tide. He stumbled into the water, and then fell to his knees, in some six inches of water. In the morning wind, and the fresh cut of the salt smell, the water flowed back from him, leaving him on the smooth wet sand. He pressed the palms of his hands into the sand and pressed his lips to the wet sand. Then, as the water moved again, in the stirrings of Thassa, the sea, in its broad swirling sweep touching the beach, he lifted his head and stood upright, the water about his ankles. He turned to face the Sardar, thousands of pasangs away. He did not see me, among the darkness of the trees. - (Hunters of Gor)