Pratchett.
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levityThere will be no mighty warriors sent to kill me? it thought, almost plaintively.
"I don't think so."
No heroes?
"Not anymore. They cost too much."
But I will be eating people!
Wonse whimpered.
He felt the sensation of the dragon rummaging around in his mind, trying to find a clue to understanding. He half-saw, half-sensed the flicker of random images, of dragons, of the mythical age of reptiles, and- here he felt the dragon's genuine astonishment- of some of the less commendable areas of human history, which were most of it. And after the astonishment came the baffled anger. There was practically nothing the dragon could do to people that they had not, sooner or later, tried on one another, often with enthusiasm.
You have the effrontery to be squeamish, it thought at him. But we were dragons. We were supposed to be cruel, cunning, heartless, and terrible. But this much I can tell you, you ape- the great face pressed even closer, so that Wonse was staring into the pitiless depths of its eyes- we never burned and tortured and ripped one another apart and called it morality.
The dragon stretched its wings again, once or twice, and then dropped heavily onto the tawdry assortment of mildly precious things. It sneered.
A three-legged lizard wouldn't hoard this lot, it thought.
- Guards! Guards!
"I don't think so."
No heroes?
"Not anymore. They cost too much."
But I will be eating people!
Wonse whimpered.
He felt the sensation of the dragon rummaging around in his mind, trying to find a clue to understanding. He half-saw, half-sensed the flicker of random images, of dragons, of the mythical age of reptiles, and- here he felt the dragon's genuine astonishment- of some of the less commendable areas of human history, which were most of it. And after the astonishment came the baffled anger. There was practically nothing the dragon could do to people that they had not, sooner or later, tried on one another, often with enthusiasm.
You have the effrontery to be squeamish, it thought at him. But we were dragons. We were supposed to be cruel, cunning, heartless, and terrible. But this much I can tell you, you ape- the great face pressed even closer, so that Wonse was staring into the pitiless depths of its eyes- we never burned and tortured and ripped one another apart and called it morality.
The dragon stretched its wings again, once or twice, and then dropped heavily onto the tawdry assortment of mildly precious things. It sneered.
A three-legged lizard wouldn't hoard this lot, it thought.
- Guards! Guards!
