You have a bold tongue, little man. One day someone is like to cut it out and make you eat it.
George R.R. MartinWe have won a battle, not a war
George R.R. MartinHow can I lose something I have never owned?
George R.R. MartinSearching is not finding.
George R.R. MartinD’you remember that cave? We should have stayed in that cave. I told you so.
George R.R. MartinMy words lied.My eyes and my arm shouted out the truth,but you were not seeing.
George R.R. MartinIn the closeness of the passage, the queen could smell the other woman's perfume, a musky scent that spoke of moss and earth and wildflowers. Under it, she smelled ambition.
George R.R. MartinTags: ambition cersei lady-merryweather
It is night in your Seven Kingdoms now,' the red woman went on, 'but soon the sun will rise again. The war continues, Davos Seaworth, and some will soon learn that even an ember in the ashes can still ignite a great blaze. The old maester looked at Stannis and saw only a man. You see a king. You are both wrong. He is the Lord's chosen, the warrior of fire. I have seen him leading the fight against the dark, I have seen it in the flames. The flames do not lie, else you would not be here. It is written in prophecy as well. When the red star bleeds and the darkness gathers, Azor Ahai shall be born again amidst smoke and salt to wake dragons out of stone.
George R.R. MartinTags: prophecy daenerys melisandre azor-ahai
I dreamt I saw a shadow with a burning heart butchering a golden stag, aye. I dreamt of a man without a face, waiting on a bridge that swayed and swung. On his shoulder perched a drowned crow with seaweed hanging from his wings. I dreamt of a roaring river and a woman that was a fish. Dead she drifted, with red tears on her cheeks, but when her eyes did open, oh, I woke from terror. All this I dreamt, and more.
George R.R. MartinTags: green-dream
As Daenerys Targaryen rose to her feet, her black hissed, pale smoke venting from its mouth and nostrils. The other two pulled away from her breasts and added their voices to the call, translucent wings unfolding and stirring the air, and for the first time in hundreds of years, the night came alive with the music of dragons.
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