"I live for agressive action!" thundered Orion squeakily, which was unusual. "Oh, how I pray that dragon will turn round that I may smite it. " "Smite it with what?" wondered Foaly. "Your secret birthmark?" "Don't you mock my birthmark, which I may or may not have.
I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God, but the sky is empty, and Orion walks by and doesn't speak.
Hold your hands out over the earth as over a flame. To all who love her, who open to her the doors of their veins, she gives of her strength, sustaining them with her own measureless tremor of dark life. Touch the earth, love the earth, honor the earth, her plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places. For the gifts of life are the earth's and they are given to all, and they are the songs of birds at daybreak, Orion and the Bear, and dawn seen over ocean from the beach.
The rainy Pleiads wester Orion plunges prone, And midnight strikes and hastens, And I lie down alone.
Orion nodded, then asked, “Dwarf cheese?” “Cheese made by dwarfs. ” “Oh,” said Orion, relieved. “They make it. It’s not actually. . . ” “No. What a horrible thought. ” “Exactly.
I am not exuding anything," said Holly through gritted teeth. Orion tapped her shoulder. "I beg to differ. You're exuding right now, a wonderful aura. It's pastel blue with little dolphins.
In a sky of iron the points of the Dipper hung like icicles and Orion flashed his cold fires.
Orion sniffed. "Good. Then, worthy centaur, perhaps you could give me a ride to the village on your way back. Then I can make a few pennies wth my verses while you build us a shack and perform circus tricks for passersby. " This was such a surprising statement that Foaly briefly considered jumping into the hole to get away.
My heart is sand and Orion's cruel tide has washed it away from me, scattered it, lost it.
