His chains chinked softly. I seldom fling children from towers to improve their health. Yes, I meant for him to die.
George R. R. MartinSo be it. I'll wear my iron and hold my tongue. A man who won't listen can't hear.
George R. R. MartinHis chains chinked softly. I seldom fling children from towers to improve their health. Yes, I meant for him to die.
George R. R. MartinSo be it. I'll wear my iron and hold my tongue. A man who won't listen can't hear.
George R. R. Martin