For the sake of those who are into visual art, I'll try to provide an opportunity with my Dragon story.
Let's see:
Dragons (Fire-breathing, of course)
Swordsmen
Castles
Magnificent vistas and mountain scenery
Cataracts and waterfalls
Dragon Battles
Spaceships
Pirates
Space Battles
Princesses
Bad Guys
Black Holes
Galactic Vistas
Humor
...
Anything I left out?
Oh, yeah! Robots
There you go!
They breathe fire? I always thought they exhaled fire!!
He lay flat against the rock, out of sight of the hopefully dispatched Bounder.
He'd gotten some of the paralyzing snot on his tunic, and had quickly removed the offending garment as rapidly as one could given the circumstances.
The numbness of the skin on his left hand and chest told him that he was in trouble, or would be soon enough.
He began to make his way towards the sound of water when a small one meter tall lizard arched upwards at him in a similar fashion to a cat and spat acidic globules at him as a threat display.
“Is there anything on this cursed planet that DOESN'T try to dissolve you, explode your head with spit, paralyze you with snot, melt you, eat you OR burn you?!” he stated in an exasperated lament.
“Heh heh heh.. No.” a Draconic voice chuckled from directly behind his head.
He did the first thing that popped to mind, he dove over the edge of the path headlong into the water, Dragonish curses following him the entire way.
Three seconds after he splashed down, a larger object hit the water behind him, thrashing the entire way.
Swimming for his life despite the numbness growing along his left side, he scrambled onto a rock like a draggled rat and collapsed.
“Never swim in the Sacred Pool of Kith’n! Especially while the royal daughters are set to appear!” hissed the giant lizard as it dragged him out of sight by his middle.