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Dragons of the Hourglass Mage (Dragonlance: The Lost Chronicles, #3)
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avg rating 4.25 — 4,844 ratings — published 2009
Brothers Majere (Dragonlance: Preludes, #3)
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avg rating 4.09 — 18,678 ratings — published 1989
Dragons of Winter Night (Dragonlance: Chronicles, #2)
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avg rating 4.15 — 54,201 ratings — published 1985
Dragons of Spring Dawning (Dragonlance: Chronicles, #3)
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avg rating 4.14 — 60,851 ratings — published 1985
Dragons of the Highlord Skies (Dragonlance: The Lost Chronicles, #2)
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avg rating 4.09 — 5,423 ratings — published 2007
Dragons of Autumn Twilight (Dragonlance: Chronicles, #1)
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avg rating 4.01 — 122,026 ratings — published 1984
Dragons of the Dwarven Depths (Dragonlance: The Lost Chronicles, #1)
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avg rating 4.04 — 6,867 ratings — published 2006
Test of the Twins (Dragonlance: Legends, #3)
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avg rating 4.21 — 31,495 ratings — published 1986
War of the Twins (Dragonlance: Legends, #2)
by (shelved 1 time as raistlin-majere)
avg rating 4.16 — 32,269 ratings — published 1986
Time of the Twins (Dragonlance: Legends, #1)
by (shelved 1 time as raistlin-majere)
avg rating 4.17 — 38,562 ratings — published 1986
Brothers in Arms (Dragonlance: Raistlin Chronicles, #2)
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avg rating 4.09 — 7,951 ratings — published 1999
The Soulforge (Dragonlance: Raistlin Chronicles, #1)
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avg rating 4.19 — 11,667 ratings — published 1997
“Raistlin lay on the floor, his skin white, his breathing shallow. Blood trickled from his mouth. Kneeling down, Caramon lifted him in his arms.
"Raistlin?" he whispered. "What happened?"
"That's what happened," Tanis said grimly, pointing.
Caramon glanced up, his gaze coming to rest on the dragon orb - now grown to the size Caramon had seen in Silvanesti. It stood on the stand Raistlin had made for it. Caramon sucked in his breath in horror. Terrible visions of Lorac flooded his mind. Lorac insane, dying...
"Raist!" he moaned, clutching his brother tightly.
Raistlin's head moved feebly. His eyelids fluttered, and he opened his mouth.
"What?" Caramon bent low, his brother's breath cold upon his skin. "What?"
"Mine..." Raistlin whispered. "Spells...of the ancients...mine...Mine..." The mage's head lolled, his words died. But his face was calm, placid, relaxed. His breathing grew regular.”
― Dragons of Winter Night
"Raistlin?" he whispered. "What happened?"
"That's what happened," Tanis said grimly, pointing.
Caramon glanced up, his gaze coming to rest on the dragon orb - now grown to the size Caramon had seen in Silvanesti. It stood on the stand Raistlin had made for it. Caramon sucked in his breath in horror. Terrible visions of Lorac flooded his mind. Lorac insane, dying...
"Raist!" he moaned, clutching his brother tightly.
Raistlin's head moved feebly. His eyelids fluttered, and he opened his mouth.
"What?" Caramon bent low, his brother's breath cold upon his skin. "What?"
"Mine..." Raistlin whispered. "Spells...of the ancients...mine...Mine..." The mage's head lolled, his words died. But his face was calm, placid, relaxed. His breathing grew regular.”
― Dragons of Winter Night
“Hope is the denial of reality. It is the carrot dangled before the draft horse to keep him plodding along in a vain attempt to reach it."
"Are you saying we shouldn't hope?"
"I'm saying we should remove the carrot and walk forward with our eyes open!”
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"Are you saying we shouldn't hope?"
"I'm saying we should remove the carrot and walk forward with our eyes open!”
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