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Where did you and Mommy meet?
Oh, at some little flight somewhere.
Why can't I have it?
'Cause I said.
But why?
Because if you ask me again Faranth will come and eat you.
Are we there yet?
For the five-hundredth time, no! Shard it all, whaddaya think I am, a dragon?
I'm hungry.
You can't be that hungry. I haven't seen you even try to kill and eat a wherry, yet.
I'm not sleepy.
Yes you are. You keep yawning. Besides, if you don't go to bed, Faranth will come and eat you.
I don't want to do my homework.
You think you have it so bad. When I was your age we were lucky if we got to have a harper teach us. And we had to walk to the next hold to get lessons, a hundred clicks, up hills, both ways...in Threadfall.
I don't wanna finish my finger roots.
You think you have it so bad. When I was your age, we were lucky to get food this good. Usually, we had to eat raw grubs and we had to go kill our wherries with our bare hands if we wanted meat. Some times, all there was to eat was the Thread that fell in the water and got doused. And if we were really bad, they made us eat dessert, too.
Why are boys/girls so wierd?
Because over the turns they've been repressed by the opposite gender, and then they had to deal with the shock of Thread, too, and then their brains began to turn into Thread and now they're just being mind-controlled by the Red Star.
(To the child who's said this too many times.)Hey, guess what!
Gee, lemme think, uh, if you say that one more time Faranth will come and eat you?
How are babies made?
Well, there's an egg, and then it hatches and out comes a green dragon. Then, when the green dragon is old enough, it goes proddy and the rider can't control his or her emotions, and...
