“For my wedding, he gave me three petrified dragon eggs. He believed - the world believed - the ages had turned them to stone. How many centuries had it been since dragons roamed the skies? But I dreamt that if I carried those eggs into a great fire they would hatch. When I stepped into the fire, my own people thought I was mad. But when the fire burned out, I was unhurt. The mother of dragons.”

(Source: daeneryus, via sweet-disp0sti0n)