"I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once." -Catelyn Stark
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old ass photo of myself. because i never post selfies anymore. because i’m never on here.
"And all was black and still, and black and cold, and black and dead, and black."
A new time has come, and new things are possible.
I learned from Ser Arthur Dayne, the sword of the morning, who could have slain all five of you with his left hand while he was taking a piss with the right.