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» ASOIAF Character StudyA woman with skin as white as the moon & eyes like blue stars, the Night’s King fell for her. He chased her & loved her though her skin was cold as ice, & when he gave his seed to her, he gave his soul as well. He brought her back to the Nightfort & proclaimed her a queen & himself her king, & with sorceries he bound his Sworn Brothers to his will.
Boom, the drum sounded, boom doom boom doom.
(Source: timetravelings)
“That was when Lord Renly was killed, wasn’t it? How terrible for your poor sister.” “For Margaery?” His voice was tight. “To be sure.”
(Source: ifallelseperished)
Snow was falling on the godswood too, melting when it touched the ground. Beneath the white-cloaked trees the earth had turned to mud. Tendrils of mist hung in the air like ghostly ribbons. Why did I come here? These are not my gods. This is not my place. The heart tree stood before him, a pale giant with a carved face and leaves like bloody hands.
A thin film of ice covered the surface of the pool beneath the weirwood. Theon sank to his knees beside it. “Please,” he murmured through his broken teeth, “I never meant…” The words caught in his throat. “Save me,” he finally managed. “Give me…” What? Strength? Courage? Mercy? Snow fell around him, pale and silent, keeping its own counsel. The only sound was a faint soft sobbing. Jeyne, he thought. It is her, sobbing in her bridal bed. Who else could it be? Gods do not weep. Or do they?
The sound was too pitiful to endure. Theon grabbed hold of a branch and pulled himself back to his feet, knocked the snow off his legs, and limped back toward the lights.
↳ A Dance with Dragons / A Song of Ice and Fire
(Source: hatingcoriander)
The Broken Tower was easier still. They made a tall tower together, kneeling side by side to roll it smooth, and when they’d raised it Sansa stuck her fingers through the top, grabbed a handful of snow, and flung it full in his face. Petyr yelped, as the snow slid down under his collar.
“That was unchivalrously done, my lady.”
“As was bringing me here, when you swore to take me home.”
She wondered where this courage had come from, to speak to him so frankly. From Winterfell, she thought. I am stronger within the walls of Winterfell.
↳ A Storm of Swords / A Song of Ice and Fire
(Source: hatingcoriander)
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Suddenly Arya remembered the crypts at Winterfell.
(Source: lorastyrelled)
