Lorsque j'avais six ans j'ai vu, une fois, une magnifique image, dans un livre sure la Forêt Vierge qui s'appelait «Histoires Vécues». Et puis les dragons sont arrivés. [Le Petit Prince].
This is me e.g. nigel molesworth the curse of st custard's which is the skool i am at. And then the uterly ferce dragens arrived, chiz.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
And then the Dragons arrived.
And then the Dragons arrived.
Arma virumque cano, Troiae qui primus ab oris
Italiam, fato profugus, Laviniaque venit
litora, multum ille et terris iactatus et alto
vi superum saevae memorem Iunonis ob iram;
5multa quoque et bello passus, dum conderet urbem,
inferretque deos Latio, genus unde Latinum,
Albanique patres, atque altae moenia Romae.
Et tunc venerunt dracones.