Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.
George R.R. MartinStichwörter: a-song-of-ice-and-fire
You are the blood of the dragon. You can make a hat.
George R.R. MartinStichwörter: a-song-of-ice-and-fire daenerys
You know nothing, Jon Snow.
George R.R. MartinStichwörter: a-song-of-ice-and-fire jon-snow storm-of-swords
Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
George R.R. MartinStichwörter: a-song-of-ice-and-fire storm-of-swords melisandre
You mistake patience for forbearance.
George R.R. MartinStichwörter: a-song-of-ice-and-fire george-r-r-martin
My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.
George R.R. MartinStichwörter: friendship winter summer a-song-of-ice-and-fire george-r-r-martin
His cloak was his crowning glory; sable, thick and black and soft as sin.
George R.R. MartinStichwörter: fear black forest snow cloak a-song-of-ice-and-fire george-r-r-martin a-game-of-thrones ser-waymar-royce the-wall
A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
George R.R. MartinStichwörter: fear winter trees wind forest snow coldness a-song-of-ice-and-fire north george-r-r-martin a-game-of-thrones the-wall
Jon:'What are you doing up there? Why aren't you at the feast?'
Tyrion: 'Too hot, too noisy, and I'd drunk too much wine', the dwarf told him. 'I learned long ago that it is considered rude to vomit on your brother.
Stichwörter: alcohol drunk feast dwarf a-song-of-ice-and-fire jon-snow tyrion-lannister
We were talking about the prince,' Sansa said, her voice soft as a kiss.
Arya knew which prince she meant: Joffrey, of course. The tall, handsome one. Sansa got to sit with him at the feast. Arya had to sit with the little fat one. Naturally.
Stichwörter: funny prince ironic arya feast a-song-of-ice-and-fire sansa george-r-r-martin a-game-of-thrones joffrey winterfell
Seite 1 von 4.
nächste letzte »
Data privacy
Imprint
Contact
Diese Website verwendet Cookies, um Ihnen die bestmögliche Funktionalität bieten zu können.