Dragons old and young, true and false, bright and dark. And you. A small man with a big shadow, snarling in the midst of all.

"Come at once," she had written to him. "Help me. Save me. I need you now as I have never needed you before. I love you. I love you. I love you. Come at once"

Once, I cut off a man's head, but he did not know it until he tried to brush his hair. Then it fell off.

Now 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.

she would die as she had lived, with an axe in her hand and a laugh upon her lips.

He was no dragon, Dany thought, curiously calm. Fire cannot kill a dragon

The Lord of Winterfell would always be a Stark