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Fire-breathing bitch-queen.
You're going to find Tigerstar. Against that fiend, every cat is helpless.
The fight of satyagraha is for the strong in spirit, not the doubter or the timid. Satyagraha teaches us the art of living as well as dying.
Party name of Thorn? Tristran of that set?
The Thorn of Istra, her mind supplied. That's the Thorn of Istra.
Lots. He's killed lots and lots and lots.
Sala-manda-strong>stronstrong>, look out here we come,
A thief a warrior and a mole.
Though the quest may take its toll,
We'll march until we reach our goal,
Sithspit! What's that?'
'That's the sun, Wedge. It's after dawn.'
'Well, it offends me. Turn it off.'
'It's a hundred thirty, hundred forty million klicks from here.'
'Go up in your X-wing and shoot it down for me.
The Sibyl, with frenzied mouth uttering things not to be laughed at, unadorned and unperfumed, yet reaches to a thousand years with her voice by aid of the god.
He may be King Redrought Strong-in-the-Arm Lindenshield, Bear of the North, Defender of the Realm, Descendent of Thor, but to Thirrin he was just Dad, a man with a fondness for cats, a taste for comfy slippers and a huge laugh that could dent pewter at fifty paces.
Rajas is activity and Tamas inertia. Sattva is the balance of these two, for only consciousness can balance kinetic energy with potential energy.
Meerlust Rubicon from South Africa, a suitably wintry red.
Sawtooth slumps into his deck chair and stares up at the sky. It's a drunken sky, the stars hiccupping light. Great gusty clouds go spinning past the moon. The bright planets feel like pinpricks to Sawtooth's old eyes.
I'm Raine Benares, seeker and ... " I looked up at Vegard.
"What else are people calling me now?"
The big Guardian chuckled and shook his head. "A lot of things, ma'am. Some you've heard, most you haven't, but I'm sure you could guess.
commander like this one. Ser
Kings of the land and the sky we are; proud gryphons. Stalker stands, the epitome of pride. Naked and muscular, his wings widen and his feet dig in as if he alone holds down the earth and supports the heavens, keeping the two ever separate.
The satyagrahi general has to obey his inner voice, for over and above the situation outside he examines himself constantly and listens to the dictates of the inner self.
what Tigerstar was trying to
You're the star," said Tristran, comprehension dawning. "And you're a clodpoll," said the girl, bitterly, "and a ninny, a numbskull, a lackwit and a coxcomb!
Azhrarn, Lord of Terrors, terrified.
SCORPIUS: Always.
hydra of revolution,
An alkie in full defiant
Nineteen years, three months, and one week before I found Seivarden in the snow, I was a troop carrier orbiting the planet Shis'urna.
Satyagraha is a law for universal application. Beginning with the family, its use can be extended to every other circle.
That will be ere the set of sun.
Thorn. Good demon overlord.
My Guardian is the Planet of Silence. Soldier Of Death and Rebirth Sailor Saturn! - Hotaru as Sailor Saturn
Rank, rump-fed harpy.
Cruel, calculating, and deadly, Scourge murdered Tigerstar with one blow.
I'm the 'Muskrat Love' girl.
Astrid or Aphrodite, she is my Circe. only instead of turning a man into an animal, she has made the animal human
Zarek
Mid-range, androgynous voice. I first thought that Solaris was a guy. Then a girl. Maybe. Then I gave up trying to figure out which. It would become obvious at some point, or not.
Szeth-son-son-Vallano, Truthless of Shinovar, sat atop the highest tower in the world and contemplated the End of All Things.
Surrender the vert platonic bond tying your soul to mine craft, the sky fades a pink shadow cast.
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?
A satirist is someone who has a very skeptical view of human nature, but who still has the optimism to make some sort of a joke out of it. However brutal that joke might be.
I'd rather call myself a mischief-maker, an imp, rather than a satirist. Satirist sounds so self important. Plus no one is calling himself an imp right now. It makes me feel special.
SCORPIUS: The what? The where? Look, I am as excited as you are to be a rebel for the first time in my life - yay - train roof - fun - but now - oh.
A faun," Bryce said. "Interesting. I heard the Greeks actually trusted their goat men." Hedge bleated. "I'm a satyr. And you can trust I'm going to put this bat upside your head, you little punk.
Sauvage, sad, silent,
as timid as the sylvan doe,
in her own family
she seemed a strangeling.
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...the petrel, mindless of such height,
scales each watery hill
that rises up, adapting to the shape
of each impediment, each low escape
instinct in it, the scope of its flight
fitted to its will.
My glowing form was so heavy, its feet sank into the top of the tank.
"Sekhmet!" I yelled.
The lioness whirled and snarled, trying to locate my voice.
"Up here, kitty!" I called.
She spotted me and her ears went back. "Horus?"
'Unless you know another guy with a falcon head.
Sable-vested Night, eldest of things.
Satyagraha is search for Truth, and God is Truth.
voluptuous sluggard,
Great," Percy said. "Seven of us against Hercules."
"And a satyr!" Hedge added. "We can take him.
A greater liar than the Parthians.
This sky, Sid.It's the sky of the great epics.The great Polish epics. Of Pan Tadeusz
Rune the Insatiable. he buffed his black claws. "Wringing orgasms and breaking hearts for eons.
Tell Savitar I said hi.
Silenus or Nymphs and
Without satyagraha carried out in the proper spirit, there is no victory, no Swaraj.
They call me the Morning Star. That star by which griffin-riders and travelers navigate the wastes in the dark months of winter. The last star that disappears when daylight returns in the spring.
If you cant be a Sirius, be a Polaris
Lord Shiva, you my sunshine, my soul, Sivoham.
She ate the stars and swallowed the earth,
She is the girl with all the power.
Who's Magnus?" Max inquired
"He's a warlock," said Alec
"A sexy, sexy warlock," Isabelle told Max.
"But warlocks are bad," protested Max
"Exactly".
Aelin of the wildfire.
Call me Silidons, for such I am.
Sparkling bronze azure eyed Blazure's skyblue bow and eyes.
I am a knight of Solamnia. I am the hand of Paladine, of Kiri-Jolith and of Habbakuk on this world. You are on Krynn. You are mine, Queen of Darkness.
I'd been declared - over my loud and sustained protests - Pythia, the chief seer of the supernatural world.
Artemis simple-toon
Glowering like a dwarven god of vengeance.
A satyagrahi is nothing if not instinctively law-abiding.
Pandora, possessed by the unleashed contents of her box.
I have nothing but the embittered sun;
Banished heroic mother moon and vanished,
And now that I have come to fifty years
I must endure the timid sun.
The first star tonight insanely high, virgin, calm.
I have one hour of peace before the documented planets burn me down.
Solaris a blaze of freedom raging.
Dreamer in Exile.
Storm. I shall call her Storm.
Cassia.
Even far away, I know it's her by the way her dark hair tangles with the wind and how she stands on the red rocks of the Carving. She's more beautiful than snow.
Is this real?
She points to the sky.
What are you? (Zarek)
I'm a nymph. (Astrid)
I hope you just left an important syllable off that word, princess. (Zarek)
We are pathfinders on a mission, Beholders following the Light, Runners gunning for the prize and Fighters remaining focused ... You have been described, do not accept any other description!
What do you call the Hrothgar-wrecker when Hrothgar has been wrecked?
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.
I am Susah, the dragoneer.
Die, enemies of Ra!" Sekhemet yelled. "Perish in agony!"
"She's almost as annoying as you," I told Horus.
"Impossible," Horus said. "No one bests Horus.
Red serpents, fiery forms, and yelling hags, Fit company for mad adventurers.
The time had come, the people should know the son of Hastur, and the whole world bow to the black stars which hang in the sky over Carcosa.
Silena appeared out of the woods, her sword drawn. Her Aphrodite armour was pink and red, colour coordinated to match her clothes and makeup. She looked like Guerilla Warfare Barbie.
And our sailors of space have a legend of the furthest star of all, where the gods lay their plans against us, or plot the catastrophes of the end of time: the pachacuti. We call this undiscovered star Karu, which means 'far'.'
'As we speak of Ultima,' Quintus mused.
Lovely Arra Sails,
nectar to all males,
how I'd like to spear you like a whaler spears a whale!
Were all the letters sun, I could not see one.
Pigeon she strut on the rooftop
Cockroach he strut on the sink
My baby strut down to Jerusalem
Where blood is the favorite drink
In the dictionary of satyagraha, there is no enemy.
you are ares' lost sister.
goddess of sedated battles and lost girls.
always full of other people and never yourself.
star-topped wand!
A satyagrahi would neither retaliate nor would he submit to the criminal, but seek to cure him by curing himself.
There is a land called Passive Aggressiva and their king holds my heart.
I was born 'neath a clouded star.
Marrer of Middle-earth, would that I might see you face to face, and mar you as my lord Fingolfin did!
Stubborn, snarly male.
Reaching and reached. Cassia
Shaman ninjas. Perfect. Now my life was complete.
A trim and tan bikini clad Aphrodite
A modest fellow, this one," the septon said to Ser Lucas. "Were I as large as him, I'd call myself Ser Sefton the Immense. Ser Sefton the Tower. Ser Sefton with the Clouds About His Ears.
She has the same features as every other Syrena. Smooth olive skin, dark black hair, violet eyes. But hers are all arranged in just the right way to make her stunning.
I just want to be warm. Just once let me be warm. Is there no star capable of sharing its fire with me? (Zarek)