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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.’

#HappyMothersDay

… and then she could smell her… The white thing lay facedown in the mud, her dead flesh wrinkled and pale, cold blood trickling from her throat. ‘Rise,’ she thought. ‘Rise and eat and run with us.’

-Arya XII, A Storm Of Swords
#ASOIAF 🎨Amaati 🎨lynxsphinx

That night she went to sleep thinking of her mother, and wondering if she should kill the Hound in his sleep and rescue Lady Catelyn herself. When she closed her eyes she saw her mother’s face against the back of her eyelids. She’s so close I could almost smell her …

And saw her brother Rhaegar, mounted on a stallion as black as his armor. Fire glimmered red through the narrow eye slit of his helm. “The last dragon,” Ser Jorah’s voice whispered faintly. “The last, the last.” Dany lifted his polished black visor. The face within was her own.

“Suggest that in the hearing of Mors Umber, Ser Godry, & you’ll learn more of death than you might wish.”

“I have slain a giant, boy. Why should I fear some flea-ridden northman who paints one on his shield?”

“The giant was running away. Mors won’t be.”

The big knight flushed.

Her most ardent admirer was her half-brother, Bloodraven, who proposed marriage to her half a hundred times. Shiera gave him her bed, but never her hand. It amused her more to make him jealous.”

-George RR Martin 🎨BellaBergolts

“The giants are almost gone as well. The great lions of the west have been slain, unicorns are all but gone, mammoths down to a few hundred. The direwolves will outlast us all, but their time will come as well. In the world that men have made, there is no room for them, or us.”

Qhorin snorted. “I see no lord. Only a dog dressed in chickenbones, who rattles when he rides.”

The wildling hissed in anger,“It’s your bones I’ll be rattling soon, Halfhand. I’ll boil the flesh off you & eat me porridge from your skull.”

“If you want my bones, come get them.”

Every flight begins with a fall.

-Bran III, A Game Of Thrones
#ASongOfIceAndFire 🎨SerenaMalyon

They wound long bright scarfs around their helms to ward off sunstroke… Their armor was heavily enameled & inlaid with copper. The fabled sand steeds of Dorne were smaller than proper warhorses, but it was said that they could run for a day & night & another day, & never tire.