Marc Secchia Quotes & Sayings

Love is the ultimate thief. — Marc Secchia

As she knelt in the cave entrance, a clear picture popped into her mind: pain radiating from a place near the centre of a chest. The lion's chest? As quickly as that picture appeared a second replaced it: now she was inside a dimly-lit cavern, laying low, licking numerous wounds with a rasping tongue, before collapsing on a sandy floor. — Marc Secchia

The blazing wings of dawn spirited me away, Dragon-swift above the suns-rise, Flying to my destiny beyond the clouds. — Marc Secchia

Stoke thy fires, thou Dragon-hearted daughter of flame, Rend the storm with thy mighty wings unfurled, Graciously salute the dawn. — Marc Secchia

I used to think I saw honour in battles and accomplishments and medals. But now I see those are the honours of men, which are as dust. The honour of the heart is another matter entirely. — Marc Secchia

I'm scared, I burn, o Dragon please tell me, How do you love a fire? Every scale upon his body trumpeted its delighted recognition. He bugled back: You become the fire. Even — Marc Secchia

Go burn the heavens, Dragon and Rider. — Marc Secchia

Even the warriors were pacing about like leopards, chafing at the delay. She added, "You're such a good rider, Shioni. I envy you." She envied her slave-girl? Touching the silver band encircling her neck, Shioni sighed in her heart. It was a simple piece of metal, but it said so much. The necklet was stamped with the symbol of the Lion of Sheba, and letters that proclaimed, 'Property of Sheba'. — Marc Secchia

This morning I'm a mosquito, now you're a flying cart? Arosia — Marc Secchia

My eyes are not sparkly! I'm not a sparkly sort of girl ... I go around with dirty knees and slay dragons in my spare time, for the love of ... oh! — Marc Secchia

You think!" cried Mama. "She's just a-looking after your backside and mine." But at least her arms let up. Shioni could breathe again.
"It'd take five of her to look after your backside."
Mama seemed to find his rudeness amusing. A beaming smile lit up her round face like the sun leaping above the hills of Abyssinia in the morning. "Better a plump, well-padded rump, than the rear end of a skinny goat like you, eh? — Marc Secchia

Still lay the Island-World beneath the whisper of a Dragon's wings. — Marc Secchia

The heart breaks, but carries on. It can shoulder the most impossible burdens. — Marc Secchia

Let our battle commence, Third War-Hammer Yolathian of Jeradia. I shall not be merciful again. — Marc Secchia

A silvery voice chimed, Today a Sun Dragoness is born, first of her kind. Welcome to the Island-World, Riika. The stars sing with you. She is born! Rising, — Marc Secchia