The outcome is only uncertain for those who disbelieve.

She had last seen snow the day she’d left Winterfell. That was a lighter fall than this, she remembered. Robb had melting flakes in his hair when he hugged me, and the snowball Arya tried to make kept coming apart in her hands. It hurt to remember how happy she had been that morning. Hullen had helped her mount, and she’d ridden out with the snowflakes swirling around her, off to see the great wide world. I thought my song was beginning that day, but it was almost done.

Daenerys Targaryen vaulted onto the dragon’s back, seized the spear, and ripped it out. The point was half-melted, the iron red-hot, glowing. She flung it aside. Drogon twisted under her, his muscles rippling as he gathered his strength. The air was thick with sand. Dany could not see, she could not breathe, she could not think. The black wings cracked like thunder, and suddenly the scarlet sands were falling away beneath her.

“Dorne is a very special land, with a slightly different cultural basis than the rest of Westeros… it was politically apart for a long time, it was also culturally apart because of the Rhoynar and the traditions they brought, but they didn’t influence the rest of Westeros so much.”

George R. R. Martin:

“The peach represents… Well… It’s pleasure. It’s… tasting the juices of life. Stannis is a very marshal man concerned with his duty, and with that peach Renly says: “Smell the roses”, because Stannis is always concerned with his duty and honor, in what he should be doing and he never really stops to taste the fruit. Renly wants him to taste the fruit but it’s lost. I wish that scene had been included in the TV series because for me that peach was important, but it wasn’t possible.”

 “They frighten me as well. There is no shame in that. My children have grown wild and angry in the dark.”

 Dany gave her wild children one last lingering look. She could hear the dragons screaming as she led the boy back to the door, and see the play of light against the bricks, reflections of their fires. If I look back, I am lost.

I’ve read to book four, and I stopped there, I didn’t want to get too far ahead of myself. And I don’t just read them, I read them like nineteen times. I’m trying to get it into my blood.

Westeros; the Seven Kingdoms

This relationship

This relationship? I mean if you’re into being sold to a man who’s abusive and rapes you but eventually learns to love you, then yes. This relationship.

“Drogo leads Daenerys off to consummate the marriage. A thirteen-year-old girl who had been abused by her brother for most of her life and had been given no say in the marriage, Daenerys is terrified of her bridegroom and expects to be raped. Despite his fierce reputation, however, Drogo proves to be a surprisingly considerate lover. Although he and Dany share no common language, he establishes that he understood the word “no,” then begins touching her gently. He does not begin to have intercourse with her until Dany expresses her consent and initiates it. This tender wedding night set the tone for their marriage, which becomes a remarkably happy one.” I haven’t gotten into Game of Thrones, but I hear this is one of the differences from the Television show and Novels that some people got annoyed/mad about.

I haven’t read the books (yet) but even I’m pissed off about that difference.

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Some say the world will end in fire,some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire,I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice,I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice. 

George R. R. Martin (x)

#’omg you are not getting ANY tonight you dick’