We all must choose. Man or woman, young or old, lord orpeasant, our choices are the same. We choose light or we choose darkness. We choose good or we choose evil. We choose the true god or the false.
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Rumours about Daenerys Targaryen in A Feast For Crows and A Dance With Dragons
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He had hated the look on Asha’s face when she realized who he was; the shock in her eyes, the pity in her voice, the way her mouth twisted in disgust. Instead of rushing forward to embrace him, she had taken half a step backwards. “Did the Bastard do this to you?” she had asked.
“Don’t you call him that.” Then the words came spilling out of Theon in a rush.
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Sansa Stark as a mermaid!AU
//gorgeous footage from here //
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I am a Stark of W i n t e r f e l l
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I’m the captain of the ship, and if the ship goes down, I go with her.
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And what must I do when the dye runs out?
A good heart. I have a good heart. Hysterical laughter rose up her gullet, but Sansa choked it back down. The bells were ringing, slow and mournful. Ringing, ringing, ringing. They had rung for King Robert the same way. Joffrey was dead, he was dead, he was dead, dead, dead. Why was she crying, when she wanted to dance? Were they tears of joy?
