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Dragonsbane, they called him.
Slayer of dragons.
Or a dragon, anyway. And, he'd later found out, not such a very big one at that.
Arcadius was nothing but an old hack, what Cenzars used to refer to as a faquin, an elven term for the most inept magician - knowledge without talent.
We celebrate, we create, as citizens of Shatter. We hold a bond of unending happiness. This planet, at the edge of the galaxy, is our testament to life.
Our dragons, in the sky, came from the stars. They brought many new things to explore.
From the Blessings of the Father Dragon, a poem
Oberon "Holy revelations Druidman! She's on to us!"
Atticus "Gods below, I think you're right! Quick, to the Geekmobile!
Gemini....You revere scientists and shamans alike,
providing them with what they need to do their good work for the enhancement of the realm."
(Rob Brezsny)
The only relic from another life.
The dew-bead Gem of earth and sky begotten.
Thorn. Good demon overlord.
Trackers and hunters sworn to deepwood with clan names like Forrester and Woods, branch and bole.
Reaper of enemies; strong of grip; One kind with his fathers.
You too are an exile, I thought. You morn for the broad open steppes where you have room to spread your icy wings. Here you feel stifled and constricted, like an eagle that cries and beats against the bars of its iron cage.
Eldric wore his lazy lion's smile. He didn't mind what he was called. He was a sticks-and-stones sort of person.
I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
Aedion's heart stopped dead. "It's a sea dragon," he managed to say.
Well, at least he now knew what secret form Lysandra had been working on.
Ah, you mean the thing with the brass plate on it saying 'Improved Manicure Device,' Archchancellor?
Eros the melter of limbs (now again) stirs me -
sweetbitter unmanageable creature who steals in
Vivonex (see Chapter 6 for full details). Vivonex is an elemental
Shadow! or Spirit!
Whatever thou art,
Which still doth inherit
The whole or a part
Of the form of thy birth,
Of the mould of thy clay,
Which returned to the earth,
Re-appear to the day!
An alkie in full defiant
I go by Ambrosius, Wild Man of the Woods, and Son of the Devil. Call me what you want, but I am Merlin." - Merlin
I am Bard, and by my hand was the dragon slain and your treasure delivered.
Oakheart, of all cats! He thinks he's StarClan's gift to the Clans.
The Komodo Dragon
The Jewel
There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.
You are one with the same force that provides the spiral arms of the galaxy. That universal creativity. It's also what you are as well. And when the mystic eye is open and sees that, a person is forever changed !
My name is Spar. I am neither called Rocky nor made of rock. I am a Guardian, one of those warriors who were summoned to battle against the Seven demons of the Darkness and to prevent their possible return to this human plane of existence. I consider the others of my kind to be my brothers.
We hope you have found challenge in your path this morning.
Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred
A history-stopping archetype is being released into the skies of this planet, and if we are not careful it will halt all intellectual inquiry in the same way that the Christos archetype halted intellectual inquiry in the Hellenistic Age.
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid;
Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms,
The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,
Liege of all loiterers and malcontents.
son for Loraq, no heir to unite dragon and harpy. When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, when the seas go dry and mountains blow in the
I am told by my toad, Treacle, that Pangur Ban is the true lord of Wychwoode and a great friend of Gwydion. Has the cat not told you this himself yet?
OATHBREAKERS The Mother will cast her cloak over us all. Come follow the Hunter out onto the plain, Return to the Clan
Battle droid? The most incompetent droid soldier in the history of both the Republic and the Empire.
What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so in exorable as one's self!
Slay that dragon once, and he will never have power over you again.
Ignite, my love. Ignite.
Wand of elder, never prosper.
Infinite Spirit, open the way for my great abundance. I am an irresistible magnet for all that belongs to me by Divine Right.
Exile is my power.
You musn't give yur hearth to wild things...
The hint half guessed, the gift half understood, is Incarnation.
ODYSSEUS I cannot recommend a rigid spirit.
Itinerant killers of basilisks; travelling slayers of dragons and vodniks!
Dark vaild Cotytto, t' whom the secret flame
Of mid-night Torches burns; mysterious Dame
That ne're art call'd, but when the Dragon woom
Of Stygian darknes spets her thickest gloom,
And makes one blot of all the ayr
Question is the Champion of Quest
Druid log July 15: Dark elves are not only quick and efficient killers, but creative and pyrotechnically inclined ones.
The Warrior Elite,
You are guardian of a treasure,
Oh, just like a sleeping serpent
And you shall see, I shall make you
Spin around like that sleepy snake.
Listen to me.
We live with our archetypes, but can we live in them?
To go and see one druidical temple is only to see that it is nothing, for there is neither art nor power in it; and seeing one is quite enough.
Christ, don't you ever knock?
It's Lassiter. L-A-S-S-I-T-E-R. How is it possible you're still getting me confused with someone else? Do I need a nametag?
Saying so regardless, for the kids' sake. Was it possible that Arch's spirit resided here, that his soul
In the aether I appear in fiery forms, And in the aer I sit in a silvery chariot; earth reigns in my black brood of puppies.
The presiding spirit of Welsh history has been the shape-shifter Gwydion the Magician, who always changed his shape and always stayed the same.
This is for you. A mage named Randal told me to give it to the Band if you ever came back. 'It surmounts evil,' he told me, 'keeps doom at bay.'
Dragons old and young, true and false, bright and dark. And you. A small man with a big shadow, snarling in the midst of all.
Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away.
The Mandrill with his multicolored wonder ass that he used to bedazzle opponents.
Silly dark elves. Earth is for Druids.
Troll - in the dungeons - thought you ought to know.
In the blood of scales and days of kings,
Will come a boy to save us all.
Let us pray to the gods above, our voices large and small.
For all we fear in the shadows, will be destroyed with light.
Talonsphere will rise from the ground, and bring fire to the night.
chair with a place for his trident and his fishing pole. Ares's
I desperately wanted a chance to prove myself. Not because I cared a fart for druids. No. I had instead conceived a new plan for escape.
My name is Tragic Solitude 000. I am the Keeper of the Ark.
Whoever has the desire to pursue philosophy correctly should look to Nature's Archetype in every matter, so that by taking up Ariadne's thread in her intricate labyrinth he may keep himself safe and secure from wrong turns and deviant paths.
A brand is a person.
Sweet Pocket, you mustn't ask about my life before I came here. What I am now, I have always been, and everything I am is here with you."
"Sweet Thalia," said I. "That is a fiery flagon of dragon toss.
It is nayat one fraigen, lita. It has naya honed scales to rip yon wide.
Use id not a right, Queen Meira --it is a privilege.
I'm not sure who I am. That's why I keep saying I'm an adventurer that goes out.
Make no mistake, Marin ... a Dragon Guardian may not always be the one sitting upon the throne, but he or she is the protector of the entire realm.
Alucard never dies. He only fades away...
Jewel of life, guiding light, heralding a joyous new dawn.
You sound just like the Darkling."
"If you ever have trouble telling us apart, look for the person who isn't torturing you or trying to kill Mal. That will be me.
you were a dragon long before
he came around and said
you could fly
you will remain a dragon
long after he's left
My role was to pulse at the edge of the universe of the faithful, alone in the darkness. An outrider. A herald.
By setting up a universe which tends to hold everything we do, see, and say in the sway of its cosmos, an archetype is best comparable with a God
When I first started my own brand, when I needed an icon, I had no other icon but myself. I had to create that.
Cortana," he said. "Made by Wayland the Smith, the legendary forger of Excalibur and Durendal. Said to choose its bearer. When Ogier raised it to slay the son of Charlemagne on the field, an angel came and broke the sword and said to him, 'Mercy is better than Revenge.
Droid Gotra, a lethal band of repurposed battle droids with what some considered legitimate grievances against the Empire for having been abandoned after their service during the Clone Wars.
I'm this thing that emerged from it, some kind of miserable Phoenix.
I am the rightful ruler of this world And now that I, too, have awakened, like my dragons, I have come to take back what is mine.
Today the artist has inherited the combined functions of hermit, pilgrim, prophet, priest, shaman, sorcerer, soothsayer, alchemist.
We all have the archetype inside us of the enlightened being.
Exile: A tomb in which you can get mail.
Spy
Though at the moment I am a prisoner, my spirit remains free. While everyone is fighting a never-ending battle to see who will survive amid so much bloodshed, I don't need to fight anymore, only wait for people I've never met to decide who I am.
The strongest must seek a way, say you? But I say: let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow- an Elf!
For the moment, I'm just Daire - a girl straddling two bloodlines. One I was given - one I must earn.
O time! swift devourer of all created things!
Soulless. Banished. But never forgotten.
Your real self - the 'I am I' - is master of this land, the ruler of this empire. You rightfully have power and dominion over it, all its inhabitants, and all contained in its realm.
This one's mine. I've claimed him. And he's wearing my talisman to keep him safe.
Archetypes, in spite of their conservative nature, are not static but in a continuous dramatic flux. Thus the self as a monad or continuous unit would be dead. But it lives inasmuch as it splits and unites again. There is no energy without opposites!
Who are you? What do you want?" The black-clad man drew himself up arrogantly. "Once I was called Elan Morin Tedronai, but now - " "Betrayer of Hope.
I know what you are, Talon. You are the man I was born to love. The only man I was born to love."
"I'm not a man. Not anymore."
"You are mine and I will not let you go without a fight.
I bear the dungeon within me; within me is winter, ice, and despair; I have darkness in my soul.
A wandering knight
wambling in an endless road
Thinking to himself
Where the others are?
Taking care of what?
Who am I?
but a fading footprint
on a dark empty land
under a starless sky
seized by roaring shadows
and delusive hopes
Dweller in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation, mark! Who in widow weeds appears, Laden with unhonoured years, Noosing with care a bursting purse, Baited with many a deadly curse?
Ancient person, for whom I
All the flattering youth defy,
Long be it ere thou grow old,
Aching, shaking, crazy, cold;
But still continue as thou art,
Ancient person of my heart.
[This legendary Amazonian substance is] a cybernetic transdimentional medium of some sort that is generated out of the mysteries of the physiology of the human body.