Different Roads Sometimes Lead To The Same

He Was Beastly Tired, But It Was Hard To Stop. One More Book, He Had Told Himself, Then I'll Stop. One More Folio, Just One More. One More Page, Then I'll Go Up And Rest And Get A Bite To Eat. But There Was Always Another Page After That One, And Another After That, And Another Book Waiting Underneath The Pile. I'll Just Take A Quick Peek To See What This One Is About, He'd Think, And Before He Knew He Would Be Halfway Through It.

Let His Sword Break And His Shield Shatter, Sansa Thought Coldly As She Shoved Out Through The Doors, Let His Courage Fail Him And Every Man Desert Him.

It Seemed Cruel For A Day To Dawn So Fair And End So Foul As This One Promised To.

There Are Too Many Steps In This Castle, And It Seems To Me They Add A Few Every Night, Just To Vex Me" - Maester Cressen

I've Always Taken That As My Guiding Principle And The Rest Is Just Set Dressing. You Can Have Dragons In It, Or Aliens And Starships, Or A Western About A Gunslinger, Or Even Literary Fiction, And Ultimately You're Still Writing About The Human Heart In Conflict With Itself.