asoiaf book moments that give me heart disease 7
Monday, 17 June 2019 15:57"There are ghosts everywhere," Ser Jorah said softly. "We carry them with us wherever we go."
"I knew Mance Rayder, Jon. He is an oathbreaker, yes . . . but he has eyes to see, and no man has ever dared to call him faintheart."
"What will we do?" asked Jon.
"Find him," said Mormont. "Fight him. Stop him."
Three hundred, thought Jon, against the fury of the wild. His fingers opened and closed.
Sansa screamed. Tears welled in her eyes. It would be over soon. She soon lost count of the blows.
"Enough," she heard the Hound rasp.
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"Someone give the girl something to cover herself with," the Imp said. Sandor Clegane unfastened his cloak and tossed it at her. Sansa clutched it against her chest, fists bunched hard in the white wool. The coarse weave was scratchy against her skin, but no velvet had ever felt so fine.
"And if he yields?" Lord Tarly asked.
"Yields?" Lord Rowan laughed. "When Mace Tyrell laid siege to Storm's End, Stannis ate rats rather than open his gates."
"Maester Aemon thinks you clever." Mormont moved the raven to his shoulder. The bird tilted its head to one side, little eyes a-glitter.
The answer was there. "Is it . . . it seems to me that it might be easier for one man to find two hundred than for two hundred to find one."
The raven gave a cackling scream, but the Old Bear smiled through the grey of his beard.
"Maester Luwin says theres nothing in dreams that a man need fear."
"There is," said Jojen.
"What?"
"The past. The future. The truth."
But outside her chambers she found Utherydes Wayn waiting with two women clad in grey, their faces cowled save for their eyes. Catelyn knew at once why they were here. "Ned?"
The sisters lowered their gaze. Utherydes said, "Ser Cleos brought him from King's Landing, my lady."
"Take me to him," she commanded.
They had him laid out on a trestle table and covered with a banner, the white banner of House Stark with its grey direwolf sigil. "I would look on him," Catelyn said.
"Only the bones remain, my lady."
"I would look on him," she repeated.
"I could have your head off for saying that," he told Bronn, but the sellsword only laughed.
"Friends," sayd Varys, "quarreling will not serve us. I beg you both, take heart."
"Whose?" asked Tyrion sourly. He could think of several tempting choices.
(a clash of kings, 603)
this actually made me laugh out loud ngl
Davos had come too far with Stannis to play coy now. "Last year they were Robert's men. A moon ago they were Renly's. This morning they are yours. Whose will they be on the morrow?"
And Stannis laughed. A sudden gust, rough and full of scorn. "I told you, Melisandre," he said to the woman, "my Onion Knight tells me the truth."
"I see you know him well, Your Grace," the woman said.
"Davos, I have missed you sorely," the king said.
(a clash of kings, 611)
davos you are crazy. also i love when stannis is crazy but free