“Otherwise he’ll always be worrying about what she thinks of him. It’s her eyes on him that make him so afraid of his magic. He’d be much happier and less worried without her around. As would I, frankly. I don’t particularly like dragons who point sharp things at me.”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“Centuries later, as the dragon planet spun through space, a comet passed by, close enough to shine like a fourth moon in Pyrrhia’s sky. Close enough to change the tides and shake the continents. As earthquakes rumbled through the ground, long-buried rocks shifted that had been in place for thousands of years. Deep underground, in the darkness, copper wires snapped. And a dragon awoke …”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“What happens if the scroll gets destroyed? Is your magic gone forever?” “No, then it comes back to me,”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“A little farther down was the portrait of her that Darkstalker had painted, with what looked like a spiderweb of fireworks behind her. Only the two of them knew that was supposed to represent the intersecting timelines of the future. Unfortunately his skill at painting was nowhere close to Whiteout’s, and Clearsight looked a bit more like a horse with a hippo butt than she would have liked. She had politely refrained from telling him that. Listener”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“You're the one taking all the romance out of this," he said. "It's supposed to go, 'that was so brave, how you stood up for your sister like that!' 'Oh, that, what, no, it's what any dragon would do.' 'No, no - you're special. I can tell.' 'Not as special as you. There's a magic about you I've never found in any other dragon!' 'Why - why do I feel as though I've known you forever?' 'Because you have...and you will.' Fireworks! True love and happiness for the rest of our lives!”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“Coconut,” he whispered. “Um. Would you please go hit my grandfather?” The”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“As long as they avoided that fight about Clearsight’s timeline scrolls, and that other fight about Darkstalker, and, oh dear, all the fights about Listener’s crushes on various —”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“Prince Arctic?” A silvery white dragon poked her head around the door, tapping three times lightly on the ice wall. Arctic couldn’t remember her name, which was the kind of faux pas his mother was always yelling at him about. He was a prince; it was his duty to have all the noble dragons memorized along with their ranks so he could treat them according to exactly where they fit in the hierarchy. It was stupid and frustrating and if his mother yelled at him about it one more time, he would seriously enchant something to freeze her mouth shut forever. Oooo. What a beautiful image. Queen Diamond with a chain of silver circles wound around her snout and frozen to her scales. He closed his eyes and imagined the blissful quiet. The dragon at his door shifted slightly, her claws making little scraping sounds to remind him she was there. What was she waiting for? Permission to give him a message? Or was she waiting for him to say her name — and if he didn’t, would she go scurrying back to the queen to report that he had failed again? Perhaps he should enchant a talisman to whisper in his ear whenever he needed to know something. Another tempting idea, but strictly against the rules of IceWing animus magic. Animus dragons are so rare; appreciate your gift and respect the limits the tribe has set. Never use your power frivolously. Never use it for yourself. This power is extremely dangerous. The tribe’s rules are there to protect you. Only the IceWings have figured out how to use animus magic safely. Save it all for your gifting ceremony. Use it only once in your life, to create a glorious gift to benefit the whole tribe, and then never again; that is the only way to be safe. Arctic shifted his shoulders, feeling stuck inside his scales. Rules, rules, and more rules: that was the IceWing way of life. Every direction he turned, every thought he had, was restricted by rules and limits and judgmental faces, particularly his mother’s. The rules about animus magic were just one more way to keep him trapped under her claws. “What is it?” he barked at the strange dragon. Annoyed face, try that. As if he were very busy and she’d interrupted him and that was why he was skipping the usual politic rituals. He was very busy, actually. The gifting ceremony was only three weeks away. It was bad enough that his mother had dragged him here, to their southernmost palace, near the ocean and the border with the Kingdom of Sand. She’d promised to leave him alone to work while she conducted whatever vital royal business required her presence. Everyone should know better than to disturb him right now. The messenger looked disappointed. Maybe he really was supposed to know who she was. “Your mother sent me to tell you that the NightWing delegation has arrived.” Aaarrrrgh. Not another boring diplomatic meeting.”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“DOOM DOOM THE SKY IS FALLING MY FRIEND IS EVIL THE WORLD IS ENDING blah blah overreacting melodramatic nonsense. Darkstalker”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“Bite her! Bite all her claws off!”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“This white dragon had done something terrible that haunted him, and he might do worse someday.”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“Fathom curled his claws around the brown sphere and brought his snout close to it, feeling quite silly indeed.”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
“Father’s eyes, like fragments of ice, studied Darkstalker’s every scale, and Darkstalker could feel the cold, congealing weight of Father’s resentment. “He looks every inch a NightWing,” Father growled. “Not a shred of me in him at all.” Suspicion,”
― Tui T. Sutherland, quote from Darkstalker
Tui T. Sutherland
Born place: in Caracas, Venezuela
Born date July 31, 1978
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“You know why horror-movie characters always get killed? Because they've never seen horror movies. They don't know how it works. Right? But we do. So no one go into the basement alone. No one go screaming off into the woods alone. No one has any sex.”
― Carrie Vaughn, quote from Kitty's House of Horrors
“What an idiot I'd been. What a spoilt brat. What a bloody fool.”
― David Millar, quote from Racing Through the Dark
“Without the sleeping bag I'm just somebody up early in the morning, sitting under a tree. With the sleeping bag I'm nobody up early, sitting under a tree: a slight, but important difference in how I’ll be perceived.”
― Craig Stone, quote from The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness
“I’m working on a large project which I hope will become a book. A war book.’ ‘Hasn’t someone already written that one?”
― Jo Nesbø, quote from The Redbreast
“The choice is yours.Either way, I will be faultless. So ask yourself, would you rather take credit for an eyesore or for a work of art?"
His speech complete, he sank onto the sofa, stretching his arms out across its back, a grin spreading across his face. I had not thought this through, that much was evident, but now that I had commenced it, I would not give n to him.
"You could change. More easily than could I."
"True," he ackowledged with a chuckle. "But I look perfect."
"Well,I'm sure you could look perfect in something else."
"Oh,doubtless, but why duplicate what is perfect when one could improve what is not?"
I wanted to kill him. I wanted to close that infuriatingly divine mouth once and for all, and if ending his life were the way to do it, I was willing to take that step.Instead, I took a deep breath and tried again.
"If I change, my hair will be ruined."
"You know,dear, something really should be done about your hair in any case. I told you to wear it down. And mind you switch tiaras."
"We're almost last as it is," blustered, trying to keep my tone civil, thought inside I was burning. "You could change more quickly."
"Not necessarily.You already know the gown into which you will change. I would have to search for something less elegant to match the dress you have on, but still formal enough for the occasion. And honestly,have you ever seen me in anything that might go with sky blue?"
I fell silent, for as much as I hated to admit it, he had a valid argument. He generally wore dark or rich colors, nothing similar to my gown. I despised myself for what I was about to do.
"I'll wait," Steldor said, accurately reading my expression.”
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