Robert Was Never The Same After He

She Should Be On A Hill Somewhere, Under A Fruit Tree, With The Sun And Clouds Above Her And The Rain To Wash Her Clean.

Ser Jaime?" Even In Soiled Pink Satin And Torn Lace, Brienne Looked More Like A Man In A Gown Than A Proper Woman."i Am Grateful, But...you Were Well Away. Why Come Back?" A Dozen Quips Came To Mind, Each Crueler Than The One Before, But Jaime Only Shrugged. "i Dreamed Of You," He Said.

Once, I Cut Off A Man's Head, But He Did Not Know It Until He Tried To Brush His Hair. Then It Fell Off.

As We Sin, So Do We Suffer

I Am The Sword In The Darkness. I Am The Watcher On The Walls. I Am The Fire That Burns Against The Cold, The Light That Brings The Dawn, The Horn That Wakes The Sleepers, The Shield That Guards The Realms Of Men.