Children are a battle of a different sort. ... A battle without banners or warhorns but no less fierce.
Trust is earned. Like gold.
You know nothing, Jon Snow
If I look back I am lost.
Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.
I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.