A red dragon floated above them, glowing and sparkling in the sunbeam like a bed of blood-red coals.

Enormous dragons floated in the sky above Fomalhaut III.

Sinistrad's dragon was floating through the clouds, its tail cutting the mist to wispy shreds that trailed away and vanished-like dreams, thought Iridal.

The dragon floated near them.

The red dragons floated in the sky, keeping in their well-organized flights, guiding and dipping in a wheeling dance of death.

It steadied again, and a dragon floated by, filling the pool for a moment, its wingspan vast but still nowhere near enough to support such a huge body.

While the white dragon floated serenely from the upper level, Path and Bigath had a few problems that the human observers found hilarious.

Tilal rested his back against a tree overlooking the Faolain River, watching a dragon float its stately way to its ovvn death.