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Do you have a thing against knights?” “Pretty boys who run around slaying dragons to save the fair maiden?” He let the sarcasm dangle for a moment. “Nah. I’m just not one.

Do you have to take note of every little thing I do? I mean every tiny, little thing, Dragos?" "Yes," he said simply. "When I look at you, even when things are going to hell, somehow everything is all right.

Do you hear that?” he says. “You mean the crashing thunder and pounding rain?” He shakes his head. I listen closely, trying to filter o ut the sounds of the storm. Then I hear it. A whooshing sound with a fast buzzing underne ath it. It’s so, so familiar but I can’t quite put my finger on it. A very definite blac k spot appears among the dark gray clouds. The spot lengthens horizontally. The puzzle pieces click into place and I get the full pictur e: Fighter jet. Headed straight for us. It could be a coincidence, right? F-22 Raptors fly low through giant thunderstorms over major metropolitan areas in the middle of the night a ll the time. Right. My illusions of a coincidence are shattered - by a mis sile flying straight at me. It would seem this guy has infrared, too. I mean, missiles? Really? Isn’t that a bit overkill? I start flying away, but Sani stops me. “Dive!

Do you realize that you gave me the best orgasm of my life and we haven't even kissed?

Do you know what I remember? When [my father] read to me. Stupid things, dragons and heroes. He wouldn’t turn a page until I reached over and took his hand. That big man made every step of the story my choice. I loved that. He died of the wasting, in a Denerim ward. Those last weeks I read to him. I had to take his hand to turn the pages. And I couldn’t tell if he was too weak, or if it was the old game…No one tells you how to mourn. And when someone says, “move on”, you take their hand and say “my choice.

Do you normally take the time to get to know those you’re sent to kill?

Dragon form is generally reserved for mating and fighting. We found over the years that it was simply easier to blend in - physically speaking - if we resembled those around us. Do you wish to mate with me?

Dragons don't bother with introductions.

Dragons have wild hearts that need the open sky

Dragons were a problem sometimes, but they only came on Tuesdays, so you could work around them.

Dragons were notoriously finicky about whom they ate, and thought it the height of bad manners to be kept waiting by their selected fare.

Dragon females were the deadliest warriors, after all.

Dragons are integral to the Chinese Culture. The First Emperor of China is known as the Dragon King, and the people are known as Descendants of Dragons. - Kailin Gow, Amazon Lee Adventures in China: Tomb of the Dragon King.

Dragons do not count,” the Magika said. And that was the problem, wasn’t it? Because Dragons did count and anyone who thought otherwise was deeply flawed and completely untrustworthy.

Dragons think we are amusing. But they remember Erreth-Akbe. They speak of him as if he were a dragon, not a man.

Dragons were dangerous in the sky. Of course, they were dangerous on the ground too. Just less dangerous. In the same way that a sword is less dangerous so long as it’s pointed at someone else.

Dragos, I'm beginning to feel like we're travel cursed. Something always happens when we go away.

Dragos reached for his coffee cup. "You are always going to be one of my highest priorities.

Do you think I could win?" "It matter not what I believe. Only what you believe." Maracose's comment made Brett think of the Jedi master, Yoda, in Star Wars. But he was determined to win and would try, no, not just try, but he think only positively about the outcome. He would survive the trials.

Dragons and Afterlife .. I don't see any difference between both of them, we didn't see neither the dragons nor afterlife, we just heard about them and both of them are superstitions with no scientific or logical evidence .. But the only reason you believe in afterlife unlike dragons is that you've been taught to believe in it from your birthday. now if they taught you to believe in dragons and if it were mentioned in your Bible or your holy book you would have believed in it .. herein lies the danger of religions, you can believe something exists without any evidence .. and that's why you should only follow science and let go of your religious teachings

Dragons aren't good at metaphor.

Dragons have been known to have staring contests with mountains. They usually win.

Dragons loved treasure, that was not a myth about his kind, and Rhea was the greatest treasure of all.

Dragos leaned forward and told her, “You are the best lying non-liar I have ever met.

Dragons are among the most ancient spirits. Their origins are not known, but they significantly predate the rise of man. [This author advises the reader never to ask a dragon about the early days of humanity, as they tend to remark that we were much more entertaining as a species before we climbed down from the trees.]

Dragons are notable for their lust for gold, not a bad quality taken in moderation. Dragons are immune to fire, obviously. All dragons are terrifically vain, indeed as to who is more vain, a dragon or an elf, I would not want to be the one to decide. Hint: an elf. A dragon should never be engaged in conversation as they are inveterate liars and tricksters, though if you're actually talking to a dragon, you're pretty much toast anyway. Never, ever call a dragon a worm, no matter how much they're asking for it.

Dragons didn’t fool around when it came to protecting things that they acquired—be it gold, gems, or a monster’s body parts.

Dragons don't ask for maidens, he said. Dragons are offered maidens. Alys shook her head to show she didn't understand. Is a king likely to be a maiden? Or a village headman? It's the men who make the laws that decree that maidens be offered.

Dragon's treasure burning bright, In the darkness of this night. Once again it gives us light And speaks to us of its might. Dragon's treasure burning bright On this black and fateful night. Kings will never use its light Nor boast again of its might. Dragon's treasure burning bright Sear this image in their sight Royal sons much reach the height To rule with love, not with might.

dragon took what it wanted. Took and kept.

Dreagan is Scotland," Asher said. "The land draws you in a way you can no' begin to understand. You feel the majesty and magic of the ancient land. From the tallest mountain to the lowest valley, in the leaves of the trees and in the currents of the streams, you feel an overwhelming and unshakable need to want to be a part of such a place. To want to belong. It doesn't confine you. Instead, it cradles you, offering its beauty and solitude for those who answer its call. It's wild and free. It's fierce and unbreakable. It's home.

Du är smutsig.” ”Eldar. Tack. Jag har levt på en drakrygg i ett dygn eller två. Tack vare dig. Döm inte min hygien, är du snäll.

Dude. Whoa.” I looked up to find Miles staring at me openmouthed in astonishment. Around him was a crowd of Vanaheim warriors. A few shifted and murmured uneasily. The dark-haired girl in the bikini top moved forward. “They’re . . . dead.” A tear traced down her cheek. It occurred to me then that while she, Miles, and the rest of Freya’s chosen were technically warriors, they might never have seen an actual battle, let alone been in one. “Well, yes, they’re dead,” I said carefully. “But if they’d succeeded in charbroiling and eating me, then I’d be dead. For good.” The girl looked at me blankly. “Because I’m an einherji.” The girl still looked puzzled. “If I die outside Valhalla, I stay dead. Unlike the dragons who, being mythical creatures, will vanish into Ginnungagap and eventually be reborn.” The girl’s face cleared. “The dragons will be reborn?” She grabbed her friend’s hands and started jumping up and down and squealing. “We’ll have baby dragons here soon. Soooo cute!” She beamed at me. “Thank you so much for killing them!

Du kommer att gå upp i vikt om du teleporterar dig överallt. Det hade bara tagit oss någon sång att gå.

Du ska inte lita på drakar. Det har du lärt dig nu.

Each male dragon has one female, the other half of his soul, the light to his dark. She has been fashioned by the Universe especially for him. Dragons mate for life. Once we find our one perfect mate, there will be no other.

El dolor, cuando se instala en nuestro cuerpo, no quiere irse. Sobretodo si fue forjado en una relación. Cada foto, cada rincón de la casa, el barrio o la ciudad está impregnada por aquella persona que ya no está a nuestro lado. Y como si fuera a propósito, el recuerdo nos trae a la memoria los momentos más felices, las situaciones más divertidas, la complicidad, las sonrisas compartidas, el dolor soportado juntos. ¿Y ahora qué necesito esa mano? ¿Cómo soporto el dolor? Esa unión que antes alimentaba mi amor, se ha desgarrado, se rompió y ya no hay vínculo que lo reemplace. Como un muñón, ahora debo aprender a vivir sin esa parte de mi, que se ha ido. Una herida infectada es mejor cortarla, limpiarla aunque duela, coserla y esperar a que cicatrice. No hay manera de hacerlo más fácil. No hay trampa posible que le hagamos a nuestro corazón. Pero sanará. Pero sabemos que el dolor a cuenta gotas sería muchísimo peor a la larga, drenaría nuestra vida, nos haría infelices para siempre. Y es mortal. Y cuando reconocemos que hay otras conexiones que salen de nosotros, que tenemos espacio para abrir un nuevo canal, cuando vemos que hay otros que necesitan también sanar sus heridas, entonces aceptamos recorrer un nuevo camino. Solo debemos tener un solo cuidado: el desierto que cruzamos en el dolor nos permite saber quiénes somos, qué queremos, qué hicimos mal, que nos dejamos hacer y no debimos, qué tanto nos rebajamos o que tan inflexibles somos. No es necesario sufrir, pero es imprescindible aprender. En el camino nos habremos recuperado y estaremos caminando hacia otro horizonte.

Elsie eyed him puzzledly, and then offered, "Would you like to see my plate?

Ember was mine. The other half of me. And I would fight Talon, St George, and the entire d world to keep her safe.

Ember was watching me, green bright eyes in the shadows of the room. She crouched against the wall with her wings pressed close and her tail curled around herself. Even with her fangs slightly bared and her sides heaving with fear, she was still beautiful, elegant, fiery, everything my dragon wanted.

Ena wore black because she knew it could stir panic in the hearts of mankind. Black gave the impression of power and authority. Could anyone imagine how Ena could strike terror in the hearts of any person if she was wearing... pink, for instance? Or sunshiny yellow?

Even the best-laid plans turn to hell when exposed to reality.

Eppure dev’esserci una correlazione. Lo scienziato che gioca col destino dei draghi, e i draghi che si organizzano in segreto per fondare un nuovo regno. Sta accadendo tutto nello stesso momento, vedete? Se i draghi sono sempre esistiti, allora perché è solo oggi, in quest’epoca, che hanno deciso di muoversi? Forse perché è adesso che si sentono davvero minacciati.» «Quando si tratta del dottor Brandi, la minaccia si estende anche a noi.» Disse Eleonora. «Hai ragione, Ale. I draghi sono coloro che potrebbero salvarci.

Ena," Brett said. "Lady Ena, Ryker corrected from the doorway. Brett smiled. He couldn't imagine her wanted to be called anything but Ena, but he would call her anything that pleased her. The sharp look she gave her butler made Brett think calling her Lady Ena was out. Ryker, being his usual unflappable self, just looked at her as if he was in charge and she would go by her new title or else.

Even though she was terrified she'd somehow get Bo killed because he'd gotten trapped here with her, she was still glad to have him here. In that moment she realized there was no one else she'd rather have by her side. That scared her more than anything because Bo was the one male she shouldn't want.

Everyone wants the fairy tale, but don’t forget there are dragons in those stories.

Every house on the street had some sort of decorations, including one house with a life-sized Santa on the roof being led by blow-up dragons instead of reindeer.

Fairies or Fae or Fey are Magical Creatures entrenched into the folklore of Chinese Culture as old as the Dragon. - Kailin Gow on Asian Fairy Tales and Folklore TV Series

Everything good in my life is because of you.

Everything is a sin. It all depends on which person you happen to offend with your free will.