“It’s just a sword,” she said, aloud this time… but it wasn’t. Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile. He used to mess my hair and call me “little sister,” she remembered, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes.
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His is the song of ice and fire.
Game of Thrones » Hands
Maester Luwin [had] built a little pottery boy and dressed him in Bran’s clothes and flung him off the wall into the yard below, to demonstrate what would happen to Bran if he fell. That had been fun, but afterward Bran just looked at the maester and said, “I’m not made of clay. And anyhow, I never fall.”
#REMEMBER WHEN ARYA WAS STILL A LITTLE GIRL FLINGING FOOD AT HER SISTER INSTEAD OF STABBING PEOPLE #REMEMBER WHEN SANSA WAS JUST AN INNOCENT THIRTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL WHO ONLY WANTED HER PRINCE #REMEMBER WHEN CAT WAS A MOTHER WHO HAD TO WORRY ABOUT SPLITTING HER DAUGHTERS UP INSTEAD OF FINDING THEM AND BRINGING THEM BACK TOGETHER #REMEMBER WHEN ROBB WAS JUST A TEENAGE BOY WHO LAUGHED WITH HIS FRIENDS AND MADE FACES AT MUM INSTEAD OF A KING
