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Used every man according to his capacity.

Using something real does not destroy the fantastical; it underlines it.

Valiant warriors of Ha-Ran-Fel–and brave and noble allies who have joined us–our hour has come! We stand at the threshold: For some, the threshold of eternity; for others, the threshold of a new era. The malignancy spawned in the east now snakes its tendrils across our land to bind us. . .to choke and extinguish us. . .and to replace our young with its own. It comes not with the conventional weapons of warfare, but with magic and devilry. It comes without honorable rules of engagement, for this is not a fair fight. We know nothing of witchcraft or conjuring demons. We cannot hope to defeat such evil with what we know. But some among us will find the way with what lives in their hearts. They will effect the enemy’s destruction. From them will victory spring! For those who fall, the light of heaven will shatter the darkness of death! Those who live will see the dawning of a new day, a glad day, a day of peace and freedom! They will multiply and grow mightier than any who ever lived before!” “WE FIGHT!!” King Ruelon’s final speech.

Vane passed the mashed potatoes across Bride to Fury, who stared at them with a fierce frown. "What are these?" he asked. "Potatoes," Vane told him. "What did they do to them?" "Just eat them, Fury," Vane said. "You'll like them, trust me." Patrick snorted. "Where are you from that you've never seen mashed potatoes before?" "Mars," Fury said as he frowned at the way the potatoes clung to the spoon.

Vad i eldarna gör du då?” ”Ser in i dig.” ”Ursäkta?” ”Ser in i din själ.” ”Du gör vad?

Vanessa’s scream of terror pierced the air, while the pegasi flapped their wings and whinnied. Andy looked to the sky. A flock of giant ebony swans flew toward the clearing, visible just beyond the tall trees. Their shiny feathers shifted between black and silver in the sunlight. Their beaks were a dull bronze, their red eyes gleaming with malice. Together they let out a screech, and the trees shook. Spencer’s jaw dropped. “That’s them. The Stymphalian Birds.

Uther était jeune enfant encore, lorsque la nouvelle du sac de Rome par les Goths parvint en Bretagne. Pour certains, et même pour la plupart de ses compatriotes, la Ville n’était qu’un maître lointain, surtout pourvoyeur d’impôts et de corvées. Pour d’autres par contre, Rome représentait la présence vivante d’une grandeur touchant au cosmique, une source jaillissante de civilisation qui soudain s’était tarie.Dans les vertes campagnes de l’île, bien entendu, cela ne changea rien de prime abord à la vie quotidienne, ou si peu. Certes, les quelques légions s’en étaient allées sur le continent défendre ce qu’il restait de la cité impériale, mais l’alternance des saisons ne s’en trouvait pas perturbée pour autant, pas plus que celle des moissons. Dans les villes, les vieilles familles tentaient de grappiller le pouvoir abandonné par ceux qui gouvernaient jusqu’alors au nom des distants et faibles césars, et se livraient à d’insidieuses luttes d’influence.

Vale, his tough as nails female, hurt deep inside, and Knox couldn't abide it. "You want to cuddle," he said. "we cuddle.

Vane grabbed me. “DuLac, let’s chat.” Chat. British-speak for “Stand still while I yell at you.

Veronyka didn't feel like a boy on the inside—she wasn't like some of the children she'd known growing up who might be born as boys or girls but didn't feel like they fit that category, and so they dressed in a way that felt right to them. That was their truth, no matter what the world saw.

Vane’s lips tightened to suppress a smile. “Why so hostile, love?” “You whacked me on the head with a ball!” “You deserved it.

Våra läppar är nära varandra. Alldeles för nära.

¿Vengarme? ¿Venganza? Yo ya tomé la mía. Corté las cabezas de los bandidos que acabaron con mi familia. Las clavé en tres estacas y las miré durante días y días. Y en elvacío y la soledad, la venganza me supo a poco, a nada, a sangreen las manos.

Verne frowned. “Calm down. Don’t exert yourself in your condition.” Salen looked at Verne in amazement. “Don’t exert --! My dear woman, we are all about to die! I don’t think it damn well matters if I shit my pants at this point --

Victory, most fickle of friends.” -Taghreb saying

Vida antes que muerte. Fuerza antes que debilidad. Viaje antes que destino.

Vincent knew he was dying. A horrendous fever overwhelmed him with intolerable pain throughout many sleepless hours. It came as a result of a malaria epidemic that erupted in his hometown during early nineteenth century Europe. The disease spread so fast, physicians had to ration their stocks of quinine only to use it on patients who weren’t declared “hopeless”. Vincent was one of the unlucky ones. Speculating his time on Earth may be short, he requested spiritual guidance, even if he wasn’t a faithful man, nor did he believe in forgiveness. He appealed to the Church as a “just in case” like many other petrified atheists.

Violence always leads to pain" Trendal Malian- Ishtaria: Prince of Blades

Vet du inte hur många jag har dräpt under min livstid?” ”Två?” Jag flinar mot sänggaveln.

Vila the White, Built a City up height, Not in the Heavens, not on the ground, But on the edge of a Cloud, Vila the White, Put defenses the bright: Gold defends the heights, Sun defends the gate, Moon defends the City when it's late, Vila the White, Stood with Sun at sight, Watching what comes from the bay, And saw Lightning and Thunder play, Vila the White, Wed her son on Moon at night, And gave her daughter to Gold, as bride, They have couple brothers, she's their brother's wife.

villages grew into towns, towns into cities. And people began to live on the earth rather than within it.

Vi kommer båda att dö.” ”Så låt oss inte kasta bort vår sista tid tillsammans.

Victor wrapped his fingers over my hand, pressing his face against my palm. “You’re the bravest girl I’ve ever met. I’m so incredibly proud of you.” “Who knew that one day the word someone would use to describe me is brave. Life is very unpredictable.” I chuckled. “There are many other words I could think of to describe you but I’m not really good at flattery.

Vi el mundo en el que había vivido desde mi nacimiento y comprendí lo frágil que era; comprendí que la realidad que yo conocia no era más que la fina capa de glaseado que cubre una inmensa y oscura tarta de cumpleaños, preñada de larvas, de pesadillas y de hambre. Vi el mundo desde arriba y desde abajo. Vi que había rutas y puertas y caminos más allá de la realidad. Vi todas esas cosas y las entendí y me llenaron por dentro, como me llenaban las aguas del océano. Todo me susurraba en mi interior. Todo hablaba con todo, y yo lo sabía todo.

Violators cannot live with the truth: survivors cannot live without it. There are those who still, once again, are poised to invalidate and deny us. If we don't assert our truth, it may again be relegated to fantasy. But the truth won't go away. It will keep surfacing until it is recognized. Truth will outlast any campaigns mounted against it, no matter how mighty, clever, or long. It is invincible. It's only a matter of which generation is willing to face it and, in so doing, protect future generations from ritual abuse.

Violence can read like poetry. You just have to describe the act as if you’re in love with the way your characters bleed.

Violet will carry he mark of Merlin's bloodline and she'll be able to wake The Lady from her slumber.

Vision without guts is fantasy. Visi tanpa nyali adalah fantasi.

— Você pergunta por que sorrio, bom Mennis? Bem, o Senhor Soberano acha que reivindicou o riso e a alegria apenas para si. Estou pouco disposto a deixar que seja assim. Essa é uma batalha que não requer muito esforço.

Vores minder er ikke mere pålidelige end vores fantasi, når det kommer til stykket.

Wafting hypnotic love through the air You see what we unravel, what is wasted In our house of severed horns, We have only our own stardust to fear

Vorrei potermi trasformare in un uomo comune ed esserci sempre per te. Ma non posso. Ti giuro, però, che farò tutto ciò che è in mio potere per farmi perdonare. Ti darò più di quanto potrebbe darti un fidanzato normale. Non so ancora come, ma non vedo l’ora di scoprirlo. Insieme a te. Grazie per essere qui, mia bellezza. Mon ange. Mia Kate. Completamente tuo, Vincent

Waiting for the right people isn't going to get us where we want; we need to go out and find..." She groped for the right word. A mission? A project? A job? "Trouble?" Sicarius suggested. "An endeavor that will help the city and prove to the emperor that we're undeserving of the bounties on our heads and we're invaluable resources to his regime." "Trouble," Sicarius said.

Wake early, take more!

Walk. Breathe. Survive.

Walking into Nova Hollywood, I remembered why I didn’t come here more often. I like a good slice of cheese as much as the next guy, but this place would be too cheesy for a giant mutant rat who had been starving for a week.

Waktu adalah kehidupan, dan kehidupan berpusat di dalam hati.

Walking out into the night with a water fey was all kinds of stupid. Heck, Kelpies eat people. They may not play with their food as creatively as the Each Uisge, but dead is dead.

Wanting too much sex and being obsessed with it is usually a sign of distress (or immaturity), not necessarily of passion. Passion wants to have a deeper connection while obsession just wants to have more action.

Wardens both protected grimoires from the world and protected the world from them.

War is an infidel; it holds no loyalties, neither to king nor countryman. She is a whore, selling herself to the highest bidder. Victory is bought in blood and steel.

(Washington) Irving was only the first of the writers of the American ghostly tale to recognize that the supernatural, exactly because its epistemological status is so difficult to determine, challenged the writer to invent a commensurately sophisticated narrative technique.

Warwick Castle, Oxford University, the Cotswold, and the countryside of England are my favorite places to visit when I’m in England. Whenever I visit, I feel as if I’ve come home. These places inspired my settings for my fantasy series, Bitter Frost Series, Wordwick Games, and The Alchemists Academy. I didn’t know the great author of the Lord of the Rings Trilogy was also inspired by Warwick, Oxford, and Cotswold. Imaginative minds must dream alike.

Was it magic? Of course it was.

Was it my fault that I got out of hand? --Loki

Watching From Withing protagonist Dr. Jesse Baine says, "The only place I can fathom that is truly private is the space between your ears. Think about the sheer number of surveillance systems, automated ID tracking and police brain-print scanners. What is privacy anyhow? And, why would anyone protest the advancement of such tried and true [surveillance] technology? That’s a bit like rising-up against the aspirin!” -Daniel LaMonte

Water you dead bastard

We all know what’s coming. The winds are picking up, spiralling closer and bringing with it a great wave of destruction…none of us can hide…no matter which side you choose, you’ll be dragged into the line of fire and who’s to say, my friend, which of us will come out alive?

We all go through our entire lives not knowing. Wondering. Trying. Untile we sleep.

We all have our scars, lass.