Power Resides Where Men Believe It To

Fire Consumes, But Cold Preserves.

And I Tell You Truly, Danaerys, There Is No Man In All The World Who Will Ever Be Half So True To You As Me.

"another Name? Oh, Certainly. And When The Faceless Men Come To Kill Me, I'll Say, 'no, You Have The Wrong Man, I'm A Different Dwarf With A Hideous Facial Scar.'" Both Lannisters Laughed At The Absurdity Of It All.

There Is No Shame In Loving. If Your Septons Say There Is, Your Seven Gods Must Be Demons. In The Isles We Know Better. Our Gods Gave Us Legs To Run With, Noses To Smell With, Hands To Touch And Feel. What Mad Cruel God Would Give A Man Eyes And Tell Him He Must Forever Keep Them Shut, And Never Look At All The Beauty In The World? Only A Monster God, A Demon Of The Darkness.

I Was A Journalism Major, And I Would Take Creative Writing Classes As Part Of That, But I Would Also Look For Opportunities To Write Stories For Some Of My Other Classes. So For My Course In Scandinavian History, I Asked If I Could Write Historical Fiction Instead Of Term Papers. Sometimes They’d Say Yes.