all the stories can't be lies

Veronika, 28, Hungary. I have no idea what this blog is about anymore.
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“Listen to Maester Luwin’s counsel, and take care of Rickon. Tell him that I’ll be back as soon as the fighting is done.”
Rickon had refused to come down. He was up in his chamber, red-eyed and defiant. “No!” he’d screamed when Bran had asked if he didn’t want to say farewell to Robb. “NO farewell!”
“I told him,” Bran said. “He says no one ever comes back.”

Stark siblings thinking about each other - Jon, Robb, Sansa, Arya, Bran and Rickon

“I don’t even know your name.”
“Gilly, he called me. For the gillyflower.”
“That’s pretty.” He remembered Sansa telling him once that he should say that whenever a lady told him her name. He could not help the girl, but perhaps the courtesy would please her.

Stark siblings thinking about each other - Sansa and Jon

Ser Rodrik decreed that [the Freys] would share Jon Snow’s old bedchamber, since Jon was in the Night’s Watch and never coming back. Bran hated that; it made him feel as if the Freys were trying to steal Jon’s place.

Stark siblings thinking about each other - Jon and Bran

Jon was still not certain how he felt about it. Robb a king? The brother he’d played with, fought with, shared his first cup of wine with? But not mother’s milk, no. So now Robb will sip summerwine from jeweled goblets, while I’m kneeling beside some stream sucking snowmelt from cupped hands. “Robb will make a good king,” he said loyally.

Stark siblings thinking (and talking) about each other - Jon and Robb

It had been so long since he had last seen Arya. What would she look like now? Would he even know her?

Stark siblings thinking about each other - Jon and Arya

For half a heartbeat the night came alive with a thousand smells…

(requested by guizmop)

The dragon has three heads. There are two men in the world who I can trust, if I can find them. I will not be alone then. We will be three against the world, like Aegon and his sisters.

We’re often stuck with the names our enemies give to us.
Northerners commit a bit like the Free Folk. Loyal to their own.
Stark children talking/thinking about Eddard Stark (requested by fudgemondays)
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