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Eriskigal, or as some say it, Erishkigal, is Morgan le Fay, Kali, Persephone, and Hel.'
'She's Hel all right,' Jarrah muttered.
mistress of Netherfold.
So green this summer and so fresh. There are white and gold daisies among the grass in front of an old wire fence, a meadow with some cows and far in the distance a low rising of the land with something golden on it. Hard to know what it is. No need to know.
Gilderoy Lockhart
Ancient mirror Macick mirror Shades of gray Hidden Forbidden Within, away Part the mist Macick kissed Call the fey Reveal the past The spell is cast I save the day!
Pulque - lightning nectar for the Gods.
Splendiferous. That's your word. It's yellow with six legs and it's crawling up your arm.
Gerdanlouk, he thinks. An evocative Turkish word, with Arabic roots. It means jewelry, but only jewelry adorning a woman between her lower neck and the top of her breasts. Gerdanlouk. He looks away.
GrayG: I feel like I can tell you anything.
IvyMac: You can. That's what friends do.
GrayG: I've never been friends with a girl before.
IvyMac: I'm honored to be your first.
Does it have a name? All of these fancy magical weapons usually have names."
Bishop glared at her. "Yeah. I like to call it Goldie."
"You're funny for an angel."
"Not really. I'm just inspired at the moment.
The last name is pronounced Jill-en-hall. It's spelled with two l's, two a's. We have a song in my family; G-Y-Double L - EN - HAAL spells Gyllenhaal. It's a Swedish name. It's a family heirloom set to music.
jessamine. Flowering
Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view.
I am the gaiaphage.
Golden is a surface colour.
Everything beautiful is golden and strewn with pearls. Even golden people live here. But misfortune is a dark power, a monstrous, cannibalistic giant, who is, however, vanquished, because a good woman, who happily knows how to avert disaster, stands ready to help.
Beautiful as a dandelion-blossom, golden in the green grass,
This life can be.
Common as a dandelion-blossom, beautiful in the clean grass, not beautiful
Because common, beautiful because beautiful,
Noble because common, because free.
Ashryver eyes.
The fairest eyes, from legends old
of brightest, ringed with gold.
Oh, Marigold!" Lymond spoke plaintively. "A silken tongue, a heart of cruelty. Don't berate us. We're only poor scoundrels - vagabonds - scraps of society; unlettered and untaught.
A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude.
-Clary, pg.243-
I could pick a favorite YouTuber, maybe I would say GloZell.
ORANGE MARMALADE',
Hy gododin catann hue Hud a lledrith mal wyddan Gaunce ae bellawn wen cabri Varigal don Fincayra Dravia, dravia Fincayra (Talking trees and walking stones, Giants aare the island's bones. While this land our dance still knows, Varigal crowns Fincayra. Live long, live long Fincayra.
Gray, the colour of forgetting.
Iridescent with fancy and winged it with paradox.
Nothing but beauty and douceur
Fiammetta, whose wavy tresses fell in a flood of gold over her white and delicate shoulders
Back in the gurdwara, the ceiling doing strange things above my head, Jungli fed me with pieces of orange.
Our outspoken attachment deepened. I was moved by his tenderness, his simplicity and his beautiful eyes. Beauty is a great robber of my common sense.
I considered several names, but Titania, a character from Shakespeare's 'Midsummer Night's Dream', was best able to portray the image I wanted for what is a fantastically elegant and sexy yacht.
Fiery goddess in search of the perfect god. Soar with me through clouds, frolic under the stars, hand me the moon for my own. Mortals need not reply.
...You have a problem, de Winter?"
The words left her mouth before her brain filtered them. "Yes, it's blond, green-eyed, and thinks it's a god.
Orange, Longbottom.
A lily-girl, not made for this world's pain.
I am silver and exact.
Nature's first green is gold.
Reach me a gentian, give me a torch! Let me guide myself with the blue, forked torch of a flower down the darker and darker stairs, where blue is darkened on blueness even where Persephone goes, just now, from the frosted September to the sightless realm where darkness is awake upon the dark.
Artemis simple-toon
Ah," Caspar exclaimed when he walked into the kitchen. "The grey is a good choice. Makes you look much less demon-of-the-night."
"Please, Caspar," he implored. "A date with a live woman. Soon.
Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.
prestidigitator,
Silver flow the streams from Celos to Erui
In the green fields of Lebennin!
Tall grows the grass there. In the wind from the Sea
The white lilies sway,
And the golden bells are shaken of mallos and alfirin
In the green fields of Lebennin,
In the wind from the Sea!
Mars red gladiolus
Gallimaufry of ices and trifles and toasts, supervised
I jokingly refer to the word 'gourmet' as the 'g' word.
A GLUTTON IS ONE who raids the icebox for a cure for spiritual malnutrition.
All that glisters is not gold.
Where did Gabriel get a lily,
In the month of March,
When the green
Is hardly seen
On the early larch?
I should like to be a periwinkle," said he, mysteriously, "on the top of a valley, and sing tooralloo-ralloo."
This was clearly too obscure, so I turned again to Coglan.
The unicorn stared at him. Then, "Gary." "Your name is Gary," Sam said. "Yes." "Ah. That's ... not very unicorn-like." Gary scowled. "And what is unicorn-like?" Sam shrugged. "I don't know. Like Princess Moon Cloud or Ethereal Tear or Star Shine.
I was saving the name of 'Geisel' for the Great American Novel.
Of the authors' imagination and used fictitiously. Emerald Green Desiree Holt
Well, I'll tell you, Mr. Graff-'
'Not Graff,' the big man snapped, looking annoyed. 'The name is Garff-Garff!'
'Say, that's good,' the hunter said. 'Garff-Garff- that's even better than bow-wow. Do you know any other animal imitations?
Gnani (The Enlightened one) means without Ego.
We're on a mission from Glod.
Grobanite makes me think of a type of harmless crustacean.
Wingardium Leviosa!" he shouted, waving his long arms like a windmill.
"You're saying it wrong," Harry heard Hermione snap. "It's Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa, make the 'gar' nice and long."
"You do it, then, if you're so clever," Ron snarled.
Despite all the silver of Diana and Mercury, their images will be found on the lake. For the sculptor looking for new clay, he and his people will be flooded with gold.
for frail but surprisingly strong fairies who had lost their way above ground
for burned mermaids and sick vampire girls
for wild wolfish women with sharp teeth and leaves in their hair
Casildea de Vandalia, the rawest and best
Some animalistic, eerie courtier. Who had caused her amulet to glow.
For Gogol Ganguli- The man who gave you his name, from the man who gave you your name.
Gray, I love you.
Jacques wants a pancake shaped like Mozart's Symphony No. 40! In G minor!
Gray is the queen of colors, because she makes everyone else look good.
...bottle green Jaguar.
There is not only one measure of beauty, Lanore. Everyone adores the red rose, and yet it is a common sort of beauty. You are like a golden rose, a rare bloom but no less lovely.
It glistens, it gleams, I
Wherever a great soul utters its thoughts, there is Golgatha.
Odalisque, prompting us to call him Dingolion and Dandelingo
The ladies of St. James's! They're painted to the eyes; Their white is stays for ever, Their red it never dies; But Phyllida, my Phillida! Her colour comes and goes; It trembles to a lily,
It wavers to a rose.
What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?
My name is Grey Amundsen. But Grey, she doesn't exist in here, in this slimy, smoky, sex-hazed hole. In here, I'm Gracie.
Light-enchanted sunflower, thou
Who gazest ever true and tender
On the sun's revolving splendour.
A charm of Goldfinches swooped in and settled on a stand of thistles, pecking at the down. It was a scene Jejeune had seen a thousand times on calendar pages, one of the most picturesque in nature. It still gave him a frisson of delight and he paused for a moment before speaking. p. 147
gamos, meaning a marriage or conjoining of hunter and prey.
The yellow glistens. It glistens with various yellows, Citrons, oranges and greens Flowering over the skin.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius. And I am the Queen of Terrasen.
All is not gold that glisters.
white sand. Lily white. Lily. After a good while she realized
Much obliged, Serla Mage.
Treeple - all you need is be-leaf!
Grand. There's a word I really hate. It's a phony. I could puke every time I hear it.
The dandelion's pallid tube
Astonishes the grass,
And winter instantly becomes
An infinite alas.
StocktontoMalone
I've always been fond of the glam-rocker title.
*So, you're the small troublemaker who foiled Saturday's Cocigrue," said Lady Friday. Leaf, a friend of the so-called Rightful Heir , this Arthur Penhaligon. How kind of you to visit.
Brilliant pale green of her eyes, the buttercup yellow of her hair.
Seraphine, Seraphine, Seraphine. O most beloved of women, most fiery of saints, never leave me, please. I'll erect columns of white marble to you, build gardens of delights for you, cause ships to sail and warriors to rise for you, if you'll only remain by my side.
Fireheart recognized Mistyfoot, Silverstream's best friend. He knew she would love these kits as much as her own. But no cat could feel more strongly for Graystripe than Fireheart had, for four long seasons.
Ggrace is God's best idea - it's His decision to ravage people by love, to rescue passionately, and to restore justly.
Amie blinked through the haze of her thoughts and the constant drum of the rains. A golden light swung back and forth in the distance like a pendulum and every second drew closer. Finally, Amie could tell it wasn't a faerie light but a lantern, carried by a small green-cloaked person.
I have an old dog named Lily, and she's a black lab.
Pusillanimous. Talisman.
Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt.
(They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.)
She glitters like she walked out of a Klimt painting
Leaves like rusty tin
for the desolate mind that has seen the end-
the barest glimmerings.
Leaves aswirl with gulls
made wild by winter.
YURIT - discover it!
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What skilful limner e'er would choose To paint the rainbow's varying hues, Unless to mortal it were given To dip his brush in dyes of heaven?