Dragons and Cicadas: The Society On Da Run

When he removed his robes, you could see the hundreds of scars and bruises that shamelessly decorated his body. Huge black bruises, long scars that came from sword lacerations and whips and new wounds that bled fresh red blood. The Dragonboy's father had no idea his son suffered. That's because the boy never told. From The Binding, a story from the upcoming tenth update of Dragons and Cicadas

I saw the last piece of innocence unfurl inside of her. -Nick Plato (from the story Platonick)

He taunted me, "Pony boy, pony boy," because I liked ponies. Pony boy. He always came to vent his anger of dragons on me. They must really like us. They hide behind their Wasp Queen and pretend to hate us dragons, but in truth they love us. Why else would they bother with fucking us? That sentence probably turned you off. Thing is, I'm a very vulgar boy. -Chance Karrucci (the Sweet Dragon)

You can have all the wine and dragons that my money can buy. That’s what the old woman told me, and I listened.

He couldn't take his eye off that dragon There was something odd about the swaying of his tail ...he watched his curved and voluptuous reptilian legs move with grace... ...its stare was docile and...loving... He wanted that creature He wanted him all to himself He slapped his forehead, "Get ahold of yourself, George. It's a dragon!" He couldn't hold himself He followed the dragon-shifter into its cave From Lonely George and the Dragon God, a standalone story deriving from the universe built in Dragons and Cicadas.