Tell me of the things that make you happy, the things that make you giggle, all your sweetest memories. Remind me that there is still good in the world.

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Tell me of the things that make you happy, the things that make you giggle, all your sweetest memories. Remind me that there is still good in the world.
"If there are gods to listen, they are monstrous gods who torment us for their sport. Who else would make a world like this, so full of bondage, blood, and pain?ā
got/asoiaf challenge: [3/4] colors - rainbow
Youāve got a plan? Okay, first of all, youāre copying me from when I said I had a plan, and secondly, I donāt think you even have a plan.
asoiaf meme (minor characters): (2/7) houses
HOUSE REED of Greywater Watch is a noble house from Greywater Watch, and one of the principal families in the North. They rule the crannogmen, small men who live in swamps and marshes from the Neck.Ā The Reeds first swore their oaths of fealty to House Stark when the Starks were Kings in the North, thousands of years ago.
āThe flower that blooms in Ā a d v e r s i t y Ā is the most rare and beautiful of all.ā
āSometimes when Iām alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena.ā
Run you clever boy, and remember meā¦
favorite pilots: Let me tell you something, bastard. Never forget what you are, the rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor and it can never be used to hurt you.
Usually life takes more than it gives, but not today. Today itās giving us something. It is giving us a chance⦠To give a shit, for once and not run away.
The summerās been scorching hot and dry as a bone. Thereās been next to no rain to disturb the piles of ash left by the attack. They shift here and there, in reaction to my footsteps. No breeze to scatter them. I keep my eyes on what I remember as the road, because when I first landed in the Meadow, I wasnāt careful and I walked right into a rock. Only it wasnāt a rock - it was someoneās skull. It rolled over and over and landed faceup, and for a long time I couldnāt stop looking at the teeth, wondering whose they were, thinking of how mine would probably look the same way under similar circumstances. I stick to the road out of habit, but itās a bad choice, because itās full of the remains of those who tried to flee. Some were incinerated entirely. But others, probably overcome with smoke, escaped the worst of the flames and now lie reeking in various states of decomposition, carrion for scavengers, blanketed by flies.I killed you, I think as I pass a pile. And you. And you.
āUntil our next meeting.ā
Legend tells us that Nymeria took ten thousand ships to sea, searching for a new home for her people beyond the long reach of Valyria and its dragonlordsā¦
I am the blood of the dragon. I must be strong. I must have fire in my eyes when I face them, not tears.
SR: Iām not gonna fight you. Youāre my friend. TWS: Youāre my mission! YOU ARE MY MISSION! SR: Then finish it. āCause Iām with you ātil the end of the line.
"Until the mountain crushed my brotherās skull, no Dornishmen had died in this War of the Five Kings," the prince murmured softly, as Hotah pulled a blanket over him. āTell me, Captain, is that my shame or my glory?"
How are we supposed to do that?