Dragon Blood Quotes

“It is one of those lessons that every child should learn: Don't play with fire, sharp objects, or ancient artifacts.”
― Patricia Briggs

“My mother said my father had a drop of dragon blood.”
“Two drops. That, or a cock six feet long.”
― George R.R. Martin

“The cold eyes watched her and she saw an intelligence. Like the unicorn. Perhaps, like the unicorn, it slipped dreamlike between the mortal world and the Lost Lands.
She stepped forward and took hold of the spear and pulled it from the sea-dragon’s mouth. It had not gone in so deeply. The blood flowed out suddenly in a cold silver wave, smelling of the sea. Ichor covered her palm, her silk sleeve. Spattered her face. She tasted it, felt it sparkling in her eyelashes. She let the spear fall.
The serpent flicked its tongue at her again, and when she focused her eyes, the shadows had become a terrible jumble. As though the blood on her skin had opened her senses to a truth her mind could not grasp: dawn and day and dusk and night all tangled together. There were layers in the world.
“Can you go home?” she whispered.
How had the light been when the monster came? Silver-lucent, like that upon the noonday sea. That light was still there, mixed with the rest, clear to her suddenly opened eyes.
It set the sea-drake glimmering. Anne smelled salt. All around her was the silver of the sea, another daylight altogether. It felt as though she could take one step and the rest of it would be real: cold water and wind; she would be somewhere else. Her heart was racing. A spike of pain went through her head.
“Go,” Anne whispered to the sea-drake, covered in its blood.
It turned and plunged back into the light of its own day. A gout of water mingled with the blood on her, and when the wave subsided, the sea-drake was gone.
Anne's knees gave way, her dress drenched in silver blood and the world wavering like water in her hazy vision, a wild mingling of daylight and starlight and winter shadows, as though all the days and nights of the world were happening at once and she had just been granted the eyes to see them.”
― Katherine Arden, The Unicorn Hunters

“You will die here if you cannot get out. The unicorn cannot make its way into the houses of men."
"What?" whispered Anne.
"The unicorn, girl. Why do you think she came to you in Brocéliande? Gave you a piece of herself, so she could find you again? For your pretty mortal virtues— no. They guard the boundary, do the unicorns, and they do not favor virtue, they favor people who can help them. She saw you and knew you, and I think she might save you from this folly of dragon's blood. If you will only go outside."”
― Katherine Arden, The Unicorn Hunters