His chains chinked softly. I seldom fling children from towers to improve their health. Yes, I meant for him to die.
George R. R. MartinWhen you tear out a man's tongue, you are not proving him a liar, you're only telling the world that you fear what he might say.
George R. R. MartinPyp had stabbed a turnip with his knife. "The night is dark and full of turnips," he announced in a solemn voice. "Let us all pray for venison, my children, with some onions and a bit of tasty gravy.
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