Shariykah

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.”
― Anaïs Nin

“I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

~7-9-15--------> Intended FC of Rubininius2112

Owns: kadriya~Shariykah~ys and emel~Shariykah~LV~ws

Laura

Location: Two hundred  pasangs inland from Thassa east of Ko-ro-ba on the shores of the Laurius.

 No mention of its homestone.

 He was bound,  traveling over the hills and meadowlands east of Ko-ro-ba, for the city of  Laura, which lies on the banks of the
 Laurius river, some two hundred pasangs  inland from the coast of the sea, called Thassa. Laura is a small trading city,  a river port,
 whose buildings are largely of wood, consisting mostly is seems of  warehouses and taverns. It is a clearing house for many goods,
 wood, salt, fish,  stone, fur and slaves. Captive of Gor, page 59

 I  looked about at the other girls, in the early light. They were awake now. They  seemed excited. Laura would be my first Gorean
 city. Captive of Gor, page 78

 Except for  villages, Laura was the only civilization in the region. Lydius, the free Port  at the mouth of the Laurius, was more than
 two hundred pasangs downstream.  Captive of Gor, page 85

 There  was little market in simple Laura for the more exquisite goods of Gor. Seldom  will one find there Torian rolls of gold wire,
 interlocking cubes of silver from  Tharna, rubies carved into tiny, burning panthers from Schendi, nutmeg and  cloves, spikenard and
 peppers from the lands east of Bazi, the floral brocades,  the perfumes of Tyros, and the dark wines, the gorgeous, diaphanous
 silks of  glorious Ar. Life, even by Gorean standards, is primitive in the region of the  Laurius, and northward, to the great forests,
 and along the coast, upward to  Torvaldsland. Captive of Gor, page 86

O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!

Walter Scott

Familiarity, the first myth of reality: What you know the best, you observe the least. Devotion, the second myth of reality: The faithful are most hurt by the objects of their faith. Conviction, the third myth of reality: Only those who seek the truth can be deceived. Fellowship, the fourth myth of reality: As the tides of war shift, so do loyalties. Trust, the fifth myth of reality: Every truth holds the seed of betrayal.

Yet each man kills the thing he loves
 By each let this be heard
 Some do it with a bitter look
 Some with a flattering word
 The coward does it with a kiss
 The brave man with a sword”
― Oscar Wilde,  The Ballad Of Reading Gaol    

“Do you believe a man can truly love a woman and constantly betray her?Never mind physically but betray her in his mind,in the very "poetry of his soul".Well,it's not easy but men do it all the time.”
― Mario Puzo,  Fools Die    

So this was betrayal. It was like being left alone in the desert at dusk without water or warmth. It left your mouth dry and will broken. It sapped your tears and made you hollow.”
― Anna Godbersen,  Rumors    

“Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next.”
― George R.R. Martin,  A Storm of Swords