The two giant beams that barred it were in place, beams that could only be moved by a team of broad tharlarion, draft lizards of Gor, or by a hundred slaves.
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The gates, bound with their bands of steel, studded with brass plates dull in the mist, the black wood looming over me in the dusk, were closed.
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"Welcome to Tharna," said a guard, leaning on his spear in the shadows of the gate.
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"Thank you, Warrior," I said, and turned back to the city.
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Behind me I heard him laugh, much the same bitter laugh that I had heard from the citizen.
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* * * * In wandering through the streets, I came at last to a squat portal in the wall of a cylinder.
I stood before the great gate of Tharna.
The two giant beams that barred it were in place, beams that could only be moved by a team of broad tharlarion, draft lizards of Gor, or by a hundred slaves.
The gates, bound with their bands of steel, studded with brass plates dull in the mist, the black wood looming over me in the dusk, were closed.
"Welcome to Tharna," said a guard, leaning on his spear in the shadows of the gate.
"Thank you, Warrior," I said, and turned back to the city.
Behind me I heard him laugh, much the same bitter laugh that I had heard from the citizen.
* * * * In wandering through the streets, I came at last to a squat portal in the wall of a cylinder.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )