I spent two days in the gully. I was hungry and thirsty. But, I was afraid to come out. In the end, there was nothing to do; I had to come out to the plains. Otherwise, I could die.
I started my hidden journey alone in the wildness of Gor. I walked by day and I slept high in the trees by night. I was almost dead when I reached Tuchuks. I knew Tuchuks. They were nomad people famous for their bravery and cleverness. I knew that they would protect their properties, if it would be a bosk or a slave girl.
The city and the nomad camp were under construction. Their Ubar already found a protected place for the home stone. I felt lucky; the half ready camp with new people seemed to be a good place to hide. I went straight to the Master Slaver of the camp.
9/22/2008
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