So Be It. I'll Wear My Iron

Soon Comes The Cold, And The Night That Never Ends.

Sometimes I Think Everyone Is Just Pretending To Be Brave, And None Of Us Really Are. Maybe Pretending Is How You Get Brave, I Don't Know.

Contempt, Thought Tyrion, The Universal Tongue.

There Are Worse Ways To Die Than Warm And Drunk.

I Have An Instinctual Distrust Of Conventional Happy Endings.