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“And so it went, and some lads lost their lasses, and most men lost their tempers, and all men lost their patience, and a few men lost their minds.”

Quote by James Thurber

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The Wonderful O

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James Thurber
James Thurber

James Thurber was a renowned American cartoonist and writer. Born on December 8, 1894, and died on November 2, 1961, Thurber is known for his humor and satire in his works, which have had a profound impact on American literature and cartoon art. more

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“How was your trip?" Zeph asked. "Did they teach you how to hunt? You're growing up so fast." "I'm older than you," Xavi protested. "And I know how to hunt. This wasn't for beginners. I killed a snake!" Zeph stepped back and put on his surprised face for Xavi to see. "A real snake, not just a vine? Well, I guess you have your adult feathers now. What did you fall in? You're sticky." “It was a big snake. Like, bigger than three gryphons.” Xavi looked around for a gryphon to illustrate his point. Hatzel had glided down and was giving them a strange look. A tiny gryphlet bounded up to chirp at Hatzel and see if she wanted to play. While Xavi was trying to point at Hatzel, Zeph sat back on his haunches and measured out the size of the gryphlet from shoulder to shoulder, and expanded it by three. Xavi sighed. “No, like three Hatzels.” “Now you’re just telling tales,” Zeph protested. “Nothing as big as three Hatzels.” “This is why I throw rocks at you,” Hatzel said as she took the gryphlet back to the nests.”

Book:Eyrie

“I never wake up to find someone in my nest,” Hatzel complained. She began the grooming process, starting with her face. “That’s because you bite in your sleep,” Zeph remarked. She balked. “What? No, I don’t!” “It’s why we put Orlea’s sleeping nest closest to yours,” he explained. “She’s like a safe sleeping shield.” Hatzel did not dignify him with a response but instead returned to morning preening with redoubled efforts.”

Book:Eyrie

“Thenca awoke with a yawn and slow-blinked at Deracho. It was good to see him again. “I heard there was a gryphon making her way up here who shouted at the monitors and sent them running. And I thought to myself: there’s only one gryphon I know who would do that.” Thenca rolled her eyes. “My brother would have done the same, if he thought to.” “Yes,” Deracho admitted, “But the messenger also said it was a beautiful gryphon in addition to being talented. That could not have been your brother.” “He looks the same as me.” “He does not! His browns are less brown. His blacks are charcoal at best, if we’re being kind. His beak is a little crooked.” “You’ve never actually met him, have you?” Thenca asked. Deracho grinned. “Only by reputation: Thenca’s muddy-and-charcoal crooked-beak brother, Urious.”