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Character Posters ➝ Sansa Stark
They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They’ve never seen a battle, they’ve never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been before Joffrey cut her fathers head off. Sansa pitied them. Sansa envied them.
SHAKESPEARE AESTHETICS. romeo and juliet.
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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books I read + 2017: TRUTHWITCH by susan dennard
It wasn’t freedom she wanted. It was belief in something—a prize big enough to run for and to fight for and to keep on reaching toward no matter what.
An aerial view of Leptis Magna in western Libya, one of the largest and best preserved Roman cities. 146 BC
Melancholy (detail), Constance Marie Charpentier, 1801. Oil on canvas.
“Josephine in Coronation Robe” (1807-1808) (detail) by François Gérard (1770-1837).
We were gods once,” he says in a whisper meant for shadows of the night, meant for her only. “We were?,“ she asks, because she can’t disagree, perhaps she remembers too, perhaps not as much as he. He promises, “We’ll be gods again. In the next life.
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Four Seasons - Autumn