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the boy grows near wild as his волк
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She never forgets a slight, real или imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.
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and if they drag Ты through the mud, it doesn’t change what’s in your blood
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Arya Stark of Winterfell was a child no longer, and the names burned in her blood, a reminder, a war cry for the Волки to finally return.
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I am your queen, not your wife. Remember that.
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“She never forgets a slight, real или imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.”
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It is no easy thing to wear a crown, Catelyn thought, watching, especially for a boy of fifteen years.
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I have never been nothing. I am the blood of the dragon.
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The wildlings seemed to think Ygritte a great beauty because of her hair; red hair was rare among the free folk, and those who had it were сказал(-а) to be kissed by fire, which was supposed to be lucky.
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Any gods so monstrous as to drown my mother and father would never have my worship, I vowed.
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“The wealth and power of Highgarden could have made all the difference in the fighting yet to come. And perhaps Grey Wind would have liked the smell of her as well.”
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“The wealth and power of Highgarden could have made all the difference in the fighting yet to come. And perhaps Grey Wind would have liked the smell of her as well.”
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“The wealth and power of Highgarden could have made all the difference in the fighting yet to come. And perhaps Grey Wind would have liked the smell of her as well.”
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“The wealth and power of Highgarden could have made all the difference in the fighting yet to come. And perhaps Grey Wind would have liked the smell of her as well.”
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She never forgets a slight, real или imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.
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Some say the world will end in fire.
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I dreamed of a winged волк bound to earth with grey stone chains…
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1 fan
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“Him? Can it be? Stark’s ward. Smiling, always smiling.” “He smiles less often now,” Lord Ramsay confessed. “I may have broken some of his pretty white teeth."
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And there’s the сердце of it, Catelyn thought. “He is part of you, Robb. To fear him is to fear you.”
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the unburnt, bride of fire, slayer of lies, daughter of death
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Live, he told himself harshly, when the mush was like to gag him, live for Cersei, live for Tyrion. Live for vengeance. A Lannister always pays his debts.
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Daenerys Stormborn, she was called, for she had come howling into the world on distant Dragonstone as the greatest storm in the memory of Westeros howled outside
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Fancast Meme : Older Versions - Olga Kurylenko as Arya Stark
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Winter either bites with its teeth или lashes with its tail
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he looked еще like Ned than any of trueborn sons Cat bore him
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“The Red Wedding, the smallfolk are calling it. They swear Lord Frey had the boy’s head hacked off, sewed the head of his direwolf in its place, and nailed a crown about his ears.”
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He is огонь made flesh, she thought, and so am I.
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I shall bring justice to Westeros. Every man shall reap what he has sown, from the highest lord to the lowest gutter rat. And some will lose еще than the tips off their fingers, I promise you. They have made my kingdom bleed, and I do not forget that.
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Dreams may not come true, But Ты are never all alone, Because I will always, always Любовь Ты
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Sansa blushed prettily. She did everything prettily, Arya thought with dull resentment
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Lady, Ты were gorgeous in your weakness, Wet Цветы on the ground, My lady never told me of her sadness, Кости floating in the sound
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или should I call Ты the King Who Остаться в живых the North, Your Grace?
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And then he ran into my knife. He ran into my нож ten times
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A long time ago, she remembered her father saying that when the cold winds blow the lone волк dies and the pack survives. He had it all backwards. Arya, the lone wolf, still lived, but the Волки of the pack had been taken and slain and skinned.
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I am a creature of grief and dust and горький longings. There is an empty place within me where my сердце was once
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Sansa Stark is my last chance for honor.
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“Queen Ты shall be… until there comes another, younger and еще beautiful, to cast Ты down and take all that Ты hold dear.”
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The city had seemed like one big island from where the Titan stood, but as Yorko rowed them closer she saw that it was many small islands close together, linked by arched stone bridges that spanned innumerable canals….
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“You are the winged wolf, Bran,” сказал(-а) Jojen. “I wasn’t sure when we first came, but now I am. The ворона sent us here to break your chains.”
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He is a boy of sixteen. At that age, sense weighs for little, against lust and Любовь and honor. He chose the girl’s honor over his own.
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или should I call Ты the King Who Остаться в живых the North, Your Grace?
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No one will take my dragons.
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I only… wanted to Kiss Ты there, that’s all. Ты seemed to like it.
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Aerys II Targaryen - Helen Mirren • Rhaegar Targaryen - Melanie Laurent • Daenerys Targaryen - Simon Woods •Viserys Targaryen - Evan Rachel Wood
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what happened to theon greyjoy? was he slain?
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“He lied about the butcher’s boy and made Father kill my wolf. When I displease him, he has the Kingsguard beat me. He’s evil and cruel, my lady, it’s so. And the Queen as well.”
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Vengeance. Justice. огонь and blood.
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The great war is between death and life, ice and fire. If we lose, the night will never end.
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A blue цветок grew from a chink in a Стена of ice, and filled the air with sweetness…. mother of dragons, bride of fire…
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let me give Ты some advice, bastard: never forget what Ты are. the rest of the world will not. wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.
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Ser Loras rode a tall white stallion in silver mail, and fought with a long-handled axe. A crest of golden Розы ran down the center of his helm.
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