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Finding the watchmen ill-armed & clad in oddments & rags, Daemon equipped each man with dirk, short sword, & cudgel, armored them in ringmail & gave them long golden cloaks that they might wear with pride. Ever since, the men of the City Watch have been known as “gold cloaks.”
“It might have been outlaws,” Ser Daven said, when Jaime told the tale, “or not. There are still bands of northmen about. And these Lords of the Trident may have bent their knees, but methinks their hearts are still … wolfish.”
“The Dornishmen burn to avenge Elia and her children.”
-Viserys, Daenerys I, A Game Of Thrones #ASongOfIceAndFire 🎨amaati
Catelyn had no love for swords, but she could not deny that Ice had its own beauty. Forged in Valyria before the Doom had come to the old Freehold, when the ironsmiths had worked their metal with spells as well as hammers. 400 years old it was, and sharp as the day it was forged.
Viserys had believed that the realm would rise for its rightful king … but Viserys had been a fool, and fools believe in foolish things.
-Daenerys II, A Clash Of Kings
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-Donal Noye, Jon I, A Clash Of Kings
#ASongOfIceAndFire 🎨DenisMaznev
When Craster’s wives brought onions, he seized one eagerly. One side was black with rot, but he cut that part off with his dagger and ate the good half raw.
“His claim is the true one, he is known for his prowess as a battle commander, and he is utterly without mercy. There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man.”
-Eddard XV, A Game Of Thrones
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He saw his brother on the Iron Throne again, but Euron was no longer human. He seemed more squid than man, a monster fathered by a kraken of the deep, his face a mass of writhing tentacles. Beside stood a shadow in woman’s form, long & tall & terrible, alive with pale white fire
He looked deep into the heart of winter, & he cried out, afraid, & his tears burned on his cheeks.
‘Now you know,’ the crow whispered as it sat on his shoulder. ‘Now you know why you must live.’
“Why?” Bran said, not understanding, falling, falling.
‘Because winter is coming.’