“The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.”
“None of us find as much kindness in this world as we should.”
“He was like a song I’d heard once in fragments but had been singing in my mind ever since.”
”Where is my sister?”
“Every now and then a man’s eel likes to visit a woman’s cave.”
“We may both have seen many horrible things. But I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world.”
“Water is powerful. It can wash away earth, put out fire, and even destroy iron.”
“I can’t have you touching my things.”
“I never meant to mislead you..”
“We must not expect happiness It is not something we deserve.”
“Sometimes, I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.”
“I only smoke Chesterfields now.”
“Can’t you see that I want you for myself? You have ruined me! Before we met I was a disciplined man.”
“We do not display our naked feet like monkeys.”
“If you aren’t the woman I think you are, then this isn’t the world I thought it was.”
“You cannot read Loss, only feel it.”
”What better advice to follow than you own?”
”I have shamed myself so deeply, past all forgiveness.”
“Can’t you see? Every step I have taken, since I was that child on the bridge, has been to bring myself closer to you.”
”Sometimes the smartest remark is silence.”
”Suppose I wanted to see you in private.”
“I want a life that is mine!.”
“If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do?”
”She paints her face to hide her face.”
”
You are never to talk to her again. We are rivals now.”
”A long time ago, you took something from me… the only thing I’d ever truly wanted… Well, now you know how is feels.”
”Stay out of my room. Your fingers smell. I can’t have you touching my things.”
”A pity. She still stinks of fish.”
”
I could be her. Were we so different?”
”If there was a price, you could never afford it.”
”She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.”
”It is too pretty a day to be so unhappy.”
”I am not worthless!”
“
She loved once. She hoped once. I could be her. I might be looking into my own future.”
”Three things matter in life: sumo, business, and war. Understand one, you know them all.”
“Please, do not be afraid to look at me.”
”We are tied to each other. I know you feel it too.”
“Hurry up! You’re not making money standing there gawking at yourself.”
“Stop crying, your face will run!”
”I do not like things held up before me that I cannot have…”
”How did you come by such surprising eyes?”
”We all stumble from time to time.”
”I shall destroy you!”
“I’m only having a look. Any man/woman/person would do the same.”
“I had to wonder if men were so blinded by beauty that they would feel privileged to live their lives with an actual demon, so long as it was a beautiful demon.”
“A story like mine should never be told. For my world is as forbidden as it is fragile.”
Jon scowls again, he doesn’t like the idea of his sister having to marry into someone else’s house -or the possibility of that house having control of Winterfell “Then Winterfell will go to her husband.” He mutters. “And we can’t have that can we?” It’s not really a question, he knows they can’t have that.
“I know what Lady Brienne said.” Jon sighs. “I’ve been trying not to get my hopes up she saw her several years ago now at this point. That could’ve changed.” He runs a hand through his hair. “I’m doing my best but unless there’s a legitimization I have no control over winterfell and I won’t attempt to take it. If you’re that insistent about – about ruining my brothers and sister’s chances at their rightful home at least do it right.”
Brandon was about to lose his temper with his nephew. “Winterfell will go to me before I let her husband take it.” Brandon snarled, pulling out his dagger and started to chip away at a nearby stick to get his frustration out. “Bran doesn’t seem he wants Lordship, which leads Sansa to lead House Stark for now.” He grumbled grumpily.
“I’m not that insistent on it but we need to start thinking ahead for your brothers and sister’s chances of this House surviving after all the shit it’s been through. Look, i’m not exactly adjusted to all of this either. I, the heir to my Lord father’s house, almost die, than exiled to Essos only to hear the news of my House and come back with no siblings and at least one dead nephew. I’m still trying to figure out my place in my home. You know the people, if they really wanted to, could name you King In The North as your brother once was and Sansa as Lady and you could co-rule together, King Snow and Lady…Princess Stark.”
Remember the deity that rocked you to sleep all those nights. Feel its hands tenderly caressing your face, perhaps brushing away a stray hair. It may have hummed a strange melody and it soothed you. Remember the feeling of safety and security of its presence. Now, seek out the same deity. Whistle the tune it used to hum to you. Tell it all the stories you remember it telling you. Go and get a coffee together or something
ok. totally adding alternative timeline au celia snow to this bloggo when i get the chance to. i just need to find an fc before i really start digging in. i have an idea, but the fc has literally nothing period, so…i’m casting a wider net. suggestions would be welcome. think somewhere between esme bianco and clive standen. kthanksiloveyouall.
for red heads or strawberry blonde/red there’s Eleanor Tomilson, Juno Temple, Hera Hilmar, Amy Wren, Alice Englert, Laoise Murray.
for more darker hair there’s Mallory Jensen, Charlie Murphy,
Goldnwulf 