dragon whatever a very cool mythical creature, occasionally thought to weild dark powers. Symbol to many different cultures. 000106 ... birdmad though it is a pursuit i have long since abandoned, i feel the urge to chase it again. to stand on the edge of his opiate jaws and hear the morphine - codeine rythm of the dragon's heart. wearing my insanity like armor as i dare him to incinerate me where i stand 000416 ... MollyGoLightly little in the middle but she got much back. 000416 ... lola A savage dragon lives in the forest Most venomous he is, yet lacking nothing: When he sees the rays of the Sun and its bright fire, He scatters abroad his poison, And flies upward so fiercely That no living creature can stand before him, Nor is even the Basilisk equal to him. He who hath skill to slay him wisely, Hath escaped from all dangers. Yet all venom, and colors, are multiplied In the hour of his death. His venom becomes the Great Medicine. He quickly consumes his venom, For he devours his poisonous tail. And this is performed by his own Body, From which flows forth glorious Balm, With all its miraculous virtues. Hearat all the Sages do loudly rejoice. -Book of Lambspring, as qtd in Televisionary Oracle 000527 ... dean-bean The medievil German thought the dragon was the beast of the appocolypse. It live at the center of the earth and ate, and ate. The more it ate the hungrier it got. Why am I getting an image of theatre people? 010128 ... Sintina When people burp, someone sometimes says: "Who's the dragon?" Because the sound is so rumbly and low like we think a dragon might make. Dragons make kick ass decorations for jewelry, shirts and stickers. Dragon Song was a great book. As was the Deverry Series. And the Tolkein books. 010129 ... Shugarhi A dragon is a mythical creature, thought to have the power of burning things with its breath. Sometimes I wish I could meet a dragon. 010511 ... jenivieve one day you will, i'm sure of that, Shugarhi. And maybe you could offer it some Talk o'Texas crisp ocra pickles. You could toss them high in the air, watch Dragon roast them delicately with a blast of warmth, and catch them in its mouth. 010513 ... Shugarhi that sounds wonderful, jenivieve! I'll have to go searching now... 010517 ... lost Crickey I wish I was a dragon. 010625 ... Casey I never liked the dragons with the long noses/snouts, they look misshapened 010625 ... nocturnal I wish I had the power to breathe fire at will. there would be a lot of burn victims out there. and, being the klutz that I am, I'd surely be one of them. 010625 ... paste! i have a dragon in my left ventricle. she is responsible for filtering out emu and comets in my blood. her name is Roxy and she likes pez candy and danger. 010625 ... baby satan roxy? aha! hahaha! i know that whore! let's spar, roxy! suck my chin faucet! 010625 ... paste! unless you want me to die, roxy shant leave my heart area...i'd be willing to clone her, but that will take magic weazel dust and smores. as a matter of fact, that isn't too bad of an idea. much like weird science but without kelly lebrock. and i could wear strapless_bras on my head. plural because that's lovely. and i could eat chocolate-covered dingleberries, bruce lee style. so many ideas, so little ass gravy. zap! 010626 ... constance briefly octopus 010626 ... logan One of the greatest mythical creatures. I've always wondered what it would be like to fight a dragon way back when, if there was ever such a thing. 010626 ... nemo i think i am going to get a dragon tattoo'd on me somewhere, not sure where yet though 010725 ... grendel just imagine the hilariously crispy tragedy that might ensue on an episode of Crocodile Hunter if dragons were real and that guy decided to annoy one the way he does with poisonous snakes and large reptiles "Crikey! wouldyalookat that!" 010725 ... dB Scented Garden for the Blind 010726 ... Inanna The dragons that survived their mass murder are much wiser than you In fact they could be you You will never know one unless it chooses to shapeshift specifically for you The dragons live on only the unevolved were killed by the human beast Have you ever rode a dragon? I have 011030 ... ...ooo... slumbered in it's lair 020206 ... god enough weasel dust for me, tubbs 020411 ... monolith fire 030315 ... blown cherry my favourites are the sweepy ones 030316 ... moooo the_cow_song 030317 ... shorlove Mushu... 030424 ... nick Hoard me away with your treasure Your strength keeps me safe, and I'm not afraid of you. A beast with terrible appetites and fearsome anger. You may hurt me. You have my blessing. I'll never even try to escape. Is that love? 031011 ... ferret trogdor!!!!!! 031011 ... WTF dingleberries ??? 031122 ... BoogieTroll no, ' troll ' simply because trolls kick ass ........ 031122 ... BoogieTroll mind you, dragons kick ass too! 031122 ... smurfus rex I am the unquenchable fire, the center of all the energy, the stout heroic heart. I am truth and light, I hold power and glory in my sway. My presence disperses dark clouds, I have been chosen to tame the Fates. I am the Dragon. ____ is a: Goat in the European system Dragon in the Chinese system ____ 031123 ... Dragonia Suma, Part 1 Part 1 This story contains scenes of non-consensual sex between a human and reptile, submission and flesh-bondage. -------------------- The dragons were comparative newcomers to the isle of Severius, having come from the New Continent to dwell in the Western Mountains only seventy years ago. They have been a boon to mankind ever since. Their glorious migrating flight caught the humans' imaginations, prompting many to sail out to the land the creatures described, and this was the first discovery of the vast New Continent. The dragons brought protection to the humans who shared the mountains with them, bringing protection from the wild lizard men that had been plaguing the people for centuries, creatures that used humans to increase their own species numbers by kidnapping, transformation, rape and impregnation. And this allowed humanity to expand out from their fortified settlements and develop true kingdoms. The dragons were willing to share territories with humans and live amongst them, leading to a mixture of human and animal in social ways incomparable to any other across Severius. But there were still major differences in custom between dragons and humanity. In the villages and towns that were also dragon rookeries, it was amazing how the creatures co-operated so well, given when these differences surfaced and conflicted. * * * * * * * * * * The dragon came into the throne room on the shoulder of Queen Caldes. He resembled a tiny salamander, though was bulkier. His scales were a rich green, though with tiny red scales just under his ears and along his throat. "Daughter, this is, uhh, Amas. The draconic emissary," she stated finally. The princess looked at the gorgeous creature. She had expected the emissary to be large enough to necessitate the opening of the main throne room doors. The dragon, if such a name could be given to such a little lizard, smiled, and flapped into the air. Emera gasped and ducked, but too late to stop him from landing on her head and nestling into her hair. The feeling of this was a little icky. Emera tried to think straight. "It's a pleasure to, umm meet you, your..." not Excellency, or Honour, or Lord. She knew over fifty titles, human ones at least. Did she really need to give such a little thing a honourary? "It's a pleasure to meet you, Amas," she said finally. She felt him hug the locks of her hair. "Really? You seem rather nervous to me. Possibly because you were expecting me to be fifteen foot tall. Really a pleasure?" he said. The voice, from atop her head sounded quiet but deep. Emera nodded gently. "Then you will positively enjoy taking me around the castle..." he replied, tilting to remain upon her. Emera, puzzled, curtsied to her mother and the courtiers and backed out of the room, as the little reptile rested atop her. * * * * * * * * * * The first day ended delightfully. He was the most informal creature she'd met, and she was glad that he was so small. He fell asleep with her on her pillow. The next morning a lizard the size of Emera's head woke her up. "Your castle is an intriguing construction. These manufactured caves are a surprisingly good idea. And now, I desire to see your kingdom." Emera moved her head back so she could get the bigger dragon into focus. "But, Amas, I don't really know the kingdom. I've almost never left the castle," she said sadly. The dragon smiled, his lips curling back to reveal obviously carnivorous teeth. "Then I will show the kingdom to you. The forests I will learn about and teach to you." And after Emera and he had evaded the guards sent by their mother, they did so. In the bare beauty of the woods, they played tag, but the creature always won, reacting with incredible reflexes and fleeting after her with bright green wings. But Emera never minded this. The dragon made up a silly name game. He called her Suma. That night she saw him catch and swallow three frogs whole. She ran away from him in horror, but let him share her bed anyway, that night. The next morning came, and the beast was the size of her arm. He stood on hind legs, astride her neck, and pressed his talons, clawed like a hawk's, against her lips. Emera woke up with a scared groan, as she looked up the underbelly of the creature. He craned his head downwards and his snout touched her mouth gently. She smiled a little and stroked him, to his pleasure. He hugged her passionately, with scaly arms that yesterday wouldn't even reach around her neck. And on the fourth day she woke up with a dragon half Emera's size, and nearly her weight. He shared her bed now. As soon as she could escape the castle, they ran deep into the woods together, and played quite rough games now. He ran faster than her, wrestled her to the ground, and tickled her on her belly when she tried to stroke him. With each game he became happier, but more demanding. She came back with a torn skirt, and smelled faintly of him from rubbing against the scent glands on his neck. Emera remembered the look of her mother when she saw the little princess, smelled her. The girl started to wonder herself how much her wonderful pet started to worry her as well. She slipped upstairs to get a shower. Her Amas slipped into her bedroom, opening the door. Emera whirled around, partially undressed, and covered her breasts. She felt only partially relieved that it was the dragon. "Amas! How did you get in? The guards..." "My Suma... your scent is perfect. Why do you wish to shower?" "Umm... Because we've been running around... I'm covered in sweat," she said, blushing. Amas slipped into the bed and opened the covers. "Come here, Suma..." he commanded gently. Emera looked about uncertainly. He commanded her all the time now, and she felt sure she should order him back. But she felt just the smallest twinge of pleasure whenever he asked her to do something, or submit to something, and she felt herself become a little more dependant to him. She hung her head and crept to him. He slid out of the bed and disrobed her with lightly moving claws. Emera's hands twitched as she felt his bone-like talons touching her body, but she let him disrobe her until only her underwear remained. This was scary! It felt good to obey him, and that was frightening too. She hovered uncertainly, then pulled her body into the bed against Amas' scaly body. Feeling his tail slide possessively over her form and wrap around her legs, her sweat made her skin stick to his. He cooed her to sleep, holding her tightly. The sixth day came, and Emera was allowed into the woods routinely, her only guard Amas, who was now easily her height, and considerably heavier. They took the Queen's own riding lizard, a powerful, quadrupedal reptile Emera fondly loved, and she rode upon her while Amas stalked by her side. They went further into the woods than ever before, past the limits set by adventurous children, then beyond those of any sensible adult. Emera looked around, warily. There seemed to be more noise around than either of them were making. "I think someone's following us," she said, unsure. Amas looked around. "Yes, it still is," he replied airily. Emera shivered. She didn't expect it to really be anything but her nerves. "It's the Carnal." Again, Amas sounded confident and easygoing. "But that's not supposed to exist!" squealed the princess. The Carnal was a feared, unknown and little talked about entity. But there were many stories about its offspring, monsters that led the lizard men invasions. The Carnal herself was worse