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“Knights die in battle,” Catelyn reminded her.
Brienne looked at her with those blue and beautiful eyes. “As ladies die in childbed. No one sings songs about them.”
“Children are a battle of a different sort. A battle without banners or warhorns, but no less fierce.”
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The king was staring into the nightfire. His eyes were sunk in deep pits, his close-cropped beard no more than a shadow across his hollow cheeks & bony jawbone. Yet there was power in his stare, an iron ferocity that told Asha this man would never, ever turn back from his course.
“Even as a child, your brother Viserys oft seemed to be his father’s son, in ways that Rhaegar never did.”
-Barristan Selmy
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The music grew wilder, drummers
joined in, and Hother Umber brought
forth a huge warhorn. When the singer
reached the part in “The Night That
Ended” where the Night’s Watch rode
forth to meet the Others in the Battle
for the Dawn, he blew a blast that set
all the dogs to barking.
A little more humiliation, a raisin for my porridge. She would not give them the pleasure of hearing her beg. I am Cersei of House Lannister, a lion of the Rock, the rightful queen of these 7 Kingdoms, trueborn daughter of Tywin Lannister. And hair grows back. “Get on with it.”
“He has gone to bring us back our heart’s desire.”
“What is our heart’s desire?”
“Vengeance.” His voice was soft, as
if afraid someone might be listening.
“Justice.” Prince Doran pressed the
onyx dragon into her palm with his
swollen, gouty fingers, & whispered,
“Fire & blood.”
My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.
-Sansa Stark
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Sansa, permit me to share a bit of womanly wisdom with you. Love is poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same.
-Cersei
There are ghosts in Winterfell.
And I am one of them.
-Theon Greyjoy
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"If we leave our smells behind us when we leave a room, surely something of our souls must remain when we leave this life?"
-Qyburn
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