Empire StarThe tree lord of Imeten: Harold and Joanne are exiled from their colony and encounter a society of tree dwellers, who have enslaved their neighboring ground dwellers. Harold and Joanne work to free the ground dwellers from slavery. |
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He pulled his mass of hair across his shoulder for inspection . It was snarled from
the night ' s journey to the Transport Area . He struck at it a few times , hoping that
perhaps the comb were some special type that would make unsnarling easier .
He pulled his mass of hair across his shoulder for inspection . It was snarled from
the night ' s journey to the Transport Area . He struck at it a few times , hoping that
perhaps the comb were some special type that would make unsnarling easier .
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Suddenly he closed his eyes and flung his left hand against his right shoulder .
With his head back he hissed to the ceiling , “ God , I ' ve said this so many times
before ! And it bores me , damn it ! It bores me ! ” He ' d raked the claws across his
...
Suddenly he closed his eyes and flung his left hand against his right shoulder .
With his head back he hissed to the ceiling , “ God , I ' ve said this so many times
before ! And it bores me , damn it ! It bores me ! ” He ' d raked the claws across his
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The vertical distance between rungs was a little less than the height of his
shoulder ; the horizontal distance was a strenuous jump across a drop which
would kill him if he missed or fell short . The sun burned the back of his neck . The
crowd ...
The vertical distance between rungs was a little less than the height of his
shoulder ; the horizontal distance was a strenuous jump across a drop which
would kill him if he missed or fell short . The sun burned the back of his neck . The
crowd ...
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