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asoiaf book moments that give me heart disease 8
Monday, 26 August 2019 18:06 The night of the battle, Sandor Clegane had come to her chambers to take her from the city, but Sansa had refused. Sometimes she lay awake at night, wondering if she'd been wise. She had his stained white cloak hidden in a cedar chest beneath her summer silks. She could not say why she'd kept it.
sorry for tenderhounding its an incurable disease
Mormont had to bellow at the top of his lungs to be heard over the horns. "Call them back, we have to cut our way out!" He stood in his stirrups, black cloak snapping in the wind, the fire shining off his armor. "Spearhead!" he roared. "Form wedge, we ride. Down the south face, then east!"
jeor epic moments....also ngl this chapter of sam fleeing + recounting the wight attack at the fist of the first men still freaks me out
"Richard Karstark, lord of Karhold." Robb lifted the heavy axe with both hands. "Here in sight of gods and men, I judge you guilty of murder and high treason. In mine own name I condemn you. With mine own hand I take your life. Would you speak a final word?"
"Kill me and be cursed. You are no king of mine."
The axe crashed down. Heavy and well-honed, it killed at a single blow, but took three to sever the man's head from his body, and by the time it was done both the living and the dead were drenched in blood. Robb flung the poleaxe down in disgust, and turned wordless to the heart tree. He stood shaking with his hands half-clenched and the rain running down his cheeks.
the beheading of lord karstark is essentially the beginning of robb's end but god if it doesnt feel epic as hell. also robb boys who cry moments.
He managed to jerk her dagger from its sheath, but before he could plunge it into her belly she caught his wrist and slammed his hands back on a rock so hard he thought she'd wrenched an arm from its socket. Her other hand spread across his face. "Yield!" She shoved his head down, held it under, pulled it up. "Yield!" Jaime spit water in her face. A shove, a splash, and he was under again, kicking uselessly, fighting to breathe. Up again. "Yield, or I'll drown you!"
the dynamix of it all.....watching jaime get his ass handed to him is never not the best shit ever
(storm of swords, 76)
sorry for tenderhounding its an incurable disease
Mormont had to bellow at the top of his lungs to be heard over the horns. "Call them back, we have to cut our way out!" He stood in his stirrups, black cloak snapping in the wind, the fire shining off his armor. "Spearhead!" he roared. "Form wedge, we ride. Down the south face, then east!"
(storm of swords, 249)
jeor epic moments....also ngl this chapter of sam fleeing + recounting the wight attack at the fist of the first men still freaks me out
"Richard Karstark, lord of Karhold." Robb lifted the heavy axe with both hands. "Here in sight of gods and men, I judge you guilty of murder and high treason. In mine own name I condemn you. With mine own hand I take your life. Would you speak a final word?"
"Kill me and be cursed. You are no king of mine."
The axe crashed down. Heavy and well-honed, it killed at a single blow, but took three to sever the man's head from his body, and by the time it was done both the living and the dead were drenched in blood. Robb flung the poleaxe down in disgust, and turned wordless to the heart tree. He stood shaking with his hands half-clenched and the rain running down his cheeks.
(storm of swords, 281)
the beheading of lord karstark is essentially the beginning of robb's end but god if it doesnt feel epic as hell. also robb boys who cry moments.
He managed to jerk her dagger from its sheath, but before he could plunge it into her belly she caught his wrist and slammed his hands back on a rock so hard he thought she'd wrenched an arm from its socket. Her other hand spread across his face. "Yield!" She shoved his head down, held it under, pulled it up. "Yield!" Jaime spit water in her face. A shove, a splash, and he was under again, kicking uselessly, fighting to breathe. Up again. "Yield, or I'll drown you!"
(storm of swords, 291)
the dynamix of it all.....watching jaime get his ass handed to him is never not the best shit ever
"Rhaegar fought valiantly, Rhaegar fought nobly, Rhaegar fought honorably. And Rhaegar died."
(storm of swords 330)
ah.....depressi?
