Quiet as a shadow

knotmeodair:

There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting

knotmeodair:

There are no gods but R’hllor and the Other, whose name may not be said.

knotmeodair:

And the arms of the ocean are carrying me, 
And all this devotion was rushing over out of me, 
And the crashes are heaven, for a sinner like me, 
But the arms of the ocean deliver me.

knotmeodair:

Jon: What are you doing here, Sam? 

knotmeodair:

“No one will take my dragons”

knotmeodair:

“You… you are no… no son of mine.”

“Now that’s where you’re wrong, Father. Why, I believe I’m you writ small. Do me a kindness now, and die quickly. I have a ship to catch.”

For once, his father did what Tyrion asked him. The proof was the sudden stench, as his bowels loosened in the moment of death. Well, he was in the right place for it, Tyrion thought. But the stink that filled the privy gave ample evidence that the oft-repeated jape about his father was just another lie.

Lord Tywin Lannister did not, in the end, shit gold.

knotmeodair:

“So, who are you?”

“Alayne… Stone, would it be?”