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When he reached Jon he leapt, and they wrestled amidst brown grass and long shadows as the stars came out above them. “Gods, wolf, where have you been?” Jon said when Ghost stopped worrying at his forearm. “I thought you’d died on me, like Robb and Ygritte and all the rest.”
Some men want whores on the eve of battle, and some want gods. Jon wondered who felt better afterward.
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“The winters are hard, but the Starks will endure. We always have.”
- Eddard Stark
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The man looked over at the woman. “The things I do for love,” he said with loathing. He gave Bran a shove.
Screaming, Bran went backward out the window into empty air. The courtyard rushed up to meet him.
Somewhere off in the distance, a wolf was howling.
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“Pray tell me, when will the justice be served?”
“Justice.” Yes, that is why he’s here, I should have seen that at once. “You were close to your sister?”
“As children Elia and I were inseparable, much like your own brother and sister.”
‘Gods, I hope not.’
-Oberyn & Tyrion
Viserys had been stupid & vicious, yet sometimes she missed him. Not the cruel weak man he was by the end, but the brother who let her creep into his bed, the boy who told her tales of the Seven Kingdoms, & talked of how much better their lives would be once he claimed his crown.
Ned’s wraiths moved up beside him, swords in hand. They were seven against three.
“And now it begins,” said Ser Arthur Dayne, the Sword of the Morning. He unsheathed Dawn. The blade was pale as milkglass, alive with light.
“No,” Ned said with sadness in his voice. “Now it ends.”
Brienne wore the same ill-fitting gown she’d worn to supper with Roose Bolton. No shield,no breastplate,no chainmail, not even boiled leather, only pink satin & Myrish lace. Maybe the goat thought she was more amusing dressed as a woman. Half her gown was hanging off in tatters…
“When the sun has set, no candle can replace it.”
-Loras Tyrell
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“What fools we were, who thought ourselves so wise! The error crept in from the translation. Dragons are neither male nor female, Barth saw the truth of that… The language misled us all for a thousand years. Daenerys is the one, born amidst salt and smoke. The dragons prove it.”