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Mother of dragons, Daenerys thought. Mother of monsters. What have I unleashed upon the world? A queen I am, but my throne is made of burned bones, and it rests on quicksand. I am the blood of the dragon, she thought. If they are monsters, so am I.

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So long as there was magic,anything could happen. Ghosts could walk,trees could talk, & broken boys could grow up to be knights. “But there isn’t,” he said aloud in the darkness. “There’s no magic, & the stories are just stories.”

And he would never walk, or fly, or be a knight.

The arm the priest had healed was
hideous to look upon, pork crackling
from elbow to fingertips. Sometimes
when Victarion closed his hand the
skin would split and smoke, yet the
arm was stronger than it had ever
been. “Two gods are with me now.
No foe can stand before two gods.”

Margaery had exchanged the demure gown she had worn in the sept for one much more revealing. Unbound, her soft brown hair tumbled over her shoulders & down her back almost to her waist. Her smile was shy & sweet. A lovely girl, thought Tyrion, & a kinder fate than Joff deserves.

“You are he who must stand against the Other. The one whose coming was prophesied five thousand years ago. The red comet was your herald. You are the prince that was promised, and if you fail the world fails with you.”

-Melisandre of Asshai
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“It was different when there was a Stark in Winterfell. But the old wolf’s dead and young one’s gone south to play the game of thrones, & all that’s left us is the ghosts.”

“The wolves will come again,” said Jojen solemnly.

“And how would you be knowing, boy?”

“I dreamed it.”

No, don’t, don’t cut my hair,
Ned loves my hair.

-Catelyn Stark
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Lord Rodrik pursed his lips. “You know I do not permit food nor drink in my library. The books—”

“—might suffer harm.” Asha laughed.

Her uncle frowned. “You do like to provoke me.”

“Oh, don’t look so aggrieved. I have never met a man I didn’t provoke.”

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“An albino,” Theon Greyjoy said with wry amusement. “This one will die even faster than the others.”

Jon Snow gave his father’s ward a long, chilling look. “I think not, Greyjoy,” he said. “This one belongs to me.”

#LoveYourPetDay #Ghost

Tommen had never been more precious to her than he was that morning, chattering about his kittens as he dribbled honey onto a chunk of hot black bread fresh from the ovens. “Ser Pounce caught a mouse,” he told her, “but Lady Whiskers stole it from him.”

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