The Hound had turned craven, she heard it said; at the height of the battle, he got so drunk the Imp had to take his men. But Sansa understood. She knew the secret of his burned face. It was only the fire he feared.Â
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The Hound had turned craven, she heard it said; at the height of the battle, he got so drunk the Imp had to take his men. But Sansa understood. She knew the secret of his burned face. It was only the fire he feared.Â
Sansa & Sandor in A Song of Ice and Fire La Belle et la BĂȘte (1946)
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endless list of favorite characters - sansa stark (game of thrones)
"When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives."
Me and who
Szilveszter MakĂł, Armour of Couture, Vogue Hong Kong đ€đąđ€đ€.
âThe coarse weave was scratchy against her skin, but no velvet had ever felt so fine.â
âNo nightmaresâ
Gentle Mother, font of mercy, save our sons from war, we pray, stay the swords and stay the arrows, let them know a better day.
Wounded warrior unconscious, worried birdie weeping night and day.
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He cupped her under the jaw, raising her chin, his fingers pinching her painfully. âI never got my song.â
âI ⊠I know a song about Florian and Jonquil.â
Sandor Clegane snorted. âPretty thing, and such a bad liar.â
ASoIaF/GoT: Gravedigger by MannaKana
As far as I am concerned, in the REAL version of the series (books!) Sandor Clegane is currently at the Quiet Isle, burying the dead as part of his own path to redemption. (Yes I buy into this theory, NOT the atrocious âendingâ of the show.)
found and cleaned up an old Sansa doodle for u all
Farewell my giant.Â
Sandor Clegane unfastened his cloak and tossed it at her. Sansa clutched it against her chest, fists bunched hard in the white wool. The coarse weave was s c r a t c h y against her skin, but no velvet had ever felt so fine.Â
âThere are many sorts of outlaws, just as there are many sorts of birds.â
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Septon Meribald, in his âBroken Menâ speech about Sandor Clegane.
MANY
SORTSÂ
OF
BIRDS.
OUTLAWS AND BIRDS.Â
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He is a dog, just as he says. A half-wild, mean-tempered dog that bites any hand that tries to pet him, and yet will savage any man who tries to hurt his masters.
Sansa my brave girl đș
GRRM is asked about Sansa misremembering the name of Joffrey's sword
George R.R Martin: The Lion's Paw / Lion's Tooth business, on the other hand, is intentional. A small touch of the unreliable narrator. I was trying to establish that the memories of my viewpoint characters are not infallible. Sansa is simply remembering it wrong. A very minor thing (you are the only one to catch it to date), but it was meant to set the stage for a much more important lapse in memory. You will see, in A STORM OF SWORDS and later volumes, that Sansa remembers the Hound kissing her the night he came to her bedroom... but if you look at the scene, he never does. That will eventually mean something, but just now it's a subtle touch, something most of the readers may not even pick up on.