Winter will never come for the likes of us. Should we die in battle, they will surely sing of us, and itโs always summer in the songs. In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining.
George R. R. MartinNow you know " the crow whispered as it sat on his shoulder. "Now you know why you must live." "Why " Bran said not understanding falling falling. "Because winter is coming.
George R. R. Martin