but i have to go home now


T h e y  h a v e  m a d e  m e  a  L a n n i s t e r


i’m not afraid


“It’s hard to collect wages from a corpse. I’m sure the sellswords prefer to fight for the winning side.”




I’m only a young girl, new to the ways of war, but perhaps a seasoned captain like yourself can explain to me how you propose to defeat us?




“Burn them all,” he kept saying. “Burn them all.”


What did you pray for?

I can’t tell you.


these days of darkness which we’ve known will blow away with this new sun


Every morning they had trained together, since they were big enough to walk; Snow and Stark, spinning and slashing about the wards of Winterfell, shouting and laughing, sometimes crying when there was no one else to see.