Women by Melvina Germain (x)

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Women by Melvina Germain (x)
Where are you from anyway, the North or the South?
Oh, my sweet summer child. What do you know about fear? Fear is for the winter when the snows fall a hundred feet deep. Fear is for the the long nights when the sun hides for years, and children are born and live and die, all in darkness. That is the time for fear, my little lord; when the white walkers move through the woods. Thousands of years ago there came a night that lasted a generation. Kings froze to death in their castles, same as the shepherds in their huts, and women smothered their babies rather than see them starve, and wept and felt their tears freeze on their cheeks. In that darkness the white walkers came for the first time. They swept through cities and kingdoms, riding their dead horses, hunting with their packs of pale spiders big as hounds...
Carice van Houten on Late Night with Conan O’Brien (x)
Septa Mordane says I have to do it again. "My things weren't properly folded", she says. Who cares how they're folded? They're going to get all messed up anyway.
It's good you've got help.