We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
"A man does not choose his companions in black cells,” the handsome one with the red-and-white hair said. Something about the way he talked reminded her of Syrio; it was the same, yet different too. “These two, they have no courtesy. A man must ask forgiveness. You are called Arry, is that not so?”
Banshees don’t predict danger. They predict death.
Maybe some real wolves will find you, Arya thought. Maybe they’ll smell you when the sun goes down. Then he would learn what wolves did to dogs.
"You shouldn’t have hit me with an axe," she said.
"You should have saved my mother."
This isn’t freedom, this is fear.
You actually got it? I was just kidding about the leg, I just thought it’d be funny!
"Life’s giving us a chance."
-“To do what?”
"To give a shit."
when something you blacklisted shows up on your dash anyway
MAGNUS BANE’S BOTM
yay, okay so we are doing this, I am doing this, this is my first time doing this.
Stuff you need to know:
- reblog the post (liking for bookmarking is cool but only reblogs count for entereing)
- If this doesn’t get 60 notes then it never happened
- You gotta follow me
- Be a multifandom blog
- Be rad
- Deadline: 5th September
Stuff you will get:
- A follow back
- An url graphic
- Special spot on my blog
- One promo whenever you want
How it will be:
- I will choose 6 faves of mine
- I will see 6 beautiful blogs before me, but only one will be get the rose tonight
- I will set up a poll and your peeps will help
- It will be fun, that’s what it’s going to be
Hit it, Fergie.