Know The Men Who Follow You And

Ser Cleos Looked Like A Weasel, Fought Like A Goose, And Had The Courage Of An Especially Brave Ewe.

Even In Dreams, You Could Not Fall Forever.

The Air Smelled Of Paper And Dust And Years.

What Do You Like To Do?” She Scuffed A Toe Amongst The Rushes. “needlework.” “very Restful, Isn’t It?” “well,” Said Arya, “not The Way I Do It.

Tyrion: My Gentle Sister Seems To Have Mistaken Me For Ned Stark. Bronn: I Hear He Was Taller. Tyrion: Not After Joff Took Off His Head.