#dragon

He taunted me, "Pony boy, pony boy," because I liked ponies. Pony boy. He always came to vent his anger of dragons on me. They must really like us. They hide behind their Wasp Queen and pretend to hate us dragons, but in truth they love us. Why else would they bother with fucking us? That sentence probably turned you off. Thing is, I'm a very vulgar boy. -Chance Karrucci (the Sweet Dragon) ↗

— L'Poni Baldwin

#dragons #prostitution #society-on-da-run #anger

Why don’t you just show me the way out of this dream?” Sybl said. “I can show you the way out. If you promise to remember me. ↗

— S.J. Wist

#dragon-aster #sybl #dreams

Let me tell you: the only way to get rid of dragons is to have one of your own. ↗

— Evgeny Shvarts

#dragon #fantasy #humor #life-lessons #play

I saw the horrible way that people could treat each other. That may be the saddest thing of all. I saw greed and anger and murder and a total lack of concern for human life. It was a wicked side of the human soul that I saw... and it saddened me to know that such a dark place existed. ↗

— D.J. MacHale

#pendragon #people #anger

Orma moved a pile of books off a stool for me but seated himself directly on another stack. This habit of his never ceased to amuse me. Dragons no longer hoarded gold; Comonot's reforms had outlawed it. For Orma and his generation, knowledge was treasure. As dragons through the ages had done, he gathered it and then he sat on it. ↗

— Rachel Hartman

#dragons #knowledge #age

Small men oft feel a need to prove their courage with unseemly boasts," he declared. "I doubt if he could kill a duck." Tyrion shrugged. "Fetch the duck. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#courage #dance #dragons #duck #funny

you wouldn't happen to have a pipe and a bit of tobacco about, would- i heard that! gandalf enjoyed a good pipe! why do you think he's called gandalf the gray? it wasn't for the color of his robes ↗

— Margaret Weis

#humor #smoking #zifnab #death

We men dream dreams, we work magic, we do good, we do evil. The dragons do not dream. They are dreams. They do not work magic: it is their substance, their being. They do not do; they are. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#dreams

As Ariel recounted the events of her dream, two magnificent, batlike wings grew from the backs of her shoulders, stretched as if preparing to fly, then retreated back into their host. The sound heard when the wings disappear is the giggling of Alanna, who watched the event much the same way I did, in rapt wonder. ↗

— Don A. Martinez

#dragon #fantasy #dreams

Serpentfire can burn for a very long time if the bagic is strong," said Aldric. "It's hard to handle, that kind of fire, it seems to have a mind of its own, but it can be a good tool if you have nothing else. You never, ever want to use it unless you need it. I keep it around in case of dire circumstances. I hate to admit that anything Serpentine can be useful." Absentmindedly he picked up a Dragon's claw from a pile of them on the tabe, and used it to stratch his neck. ↗

— Jason Hightman

#humor #humor