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Pellucidar

  • Where Fantasy is Fact

    PellucidarEdgar Rice Burroughs There was a rude rectangle walled with logs and boulders, in which were a hundred or more thatched huts of similar construction. There was no gate. Ladders that could be removed by night led over the palisade. Before the village were assembled a great concourse of warriors. Inside I could see the Continue reading