Dec 20, 2018
@liittlehound gets a starter !
“ fixin’ things is my job around here. what can i help you with? ”
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@liittlehound gets a starter !
“ fixin’ things is my job around here. what can i help you with? ”
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Why couldn’t I be stuck travelling with this one? Much cooler than her brother
@liittlehound
“Please, please make it stop it hurts please...!”
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Text [Nice Girl Hound]: Please tell my family I love them and will miss them now that your brothers are going to kill me and scatter my bones across the country.
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She was so small. Tormund towered over most, but this one, she just seemed smaller, despite being of normal size. He blamed the manner of dress that the Southron ladies wore. It dwarfed them.
“Do the Southron men like their women small and beneath them?” he inquired, grinning through his beard at her. She was a pretty thing. Delicate looking. Breakable. Not like he preferred.
Goodbye
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Shennen turned, the ghost of her warmth breaking her heart into a million pieces. Sansa didn’t think she could feel such pain anymore, that she had cried an oceans worth of tears, but the pain on her face, on the face of the one person Sansa had ever loved, it seemed to break whatever was left of the northern Princess.
“Don’t do this, please.”
Her voice was a whisper, the shadow of her husband forgotten. His love of Shae was a secret no longer, he was the one person that could be trusted with this secret, with the truth of her heart and he did not linger, retreating to leave them in peace.
Shennen had been her friend, her confident, her love and now she was leaving her without so much as a whisper of protest. Sansa knew that she had to leave, that her marriage was decided as her own had been, but after everything, was this how they were to leave each other?
“Do I mean so little to you?”
There was no anger in her tone, her voice was soft, pained, and her eyes the same, seeking those dark orbs with a sullen desperation. Mother, father, brothers, and sister, all gone, must she lose her too?
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“Morning, babe.”