Goodbye...my loved ones
Goodbye...my loved ones
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If the multiverse theory is true, then there’s a universe where your ships are canon.
Day 8 of Star Wars Challenge - Best Scene: A New Hope
It’s your father’s lightsaber. This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster. An elegant weapon for a more civilized age. For over a thousand generations, the Jedi Knights were the guardians of peace and justice in the old Republic, before the dark times, before the Empire.
“I was seven when Walder Frey persuaded my lord father to give my hand to Emm. His second son, not even his heir. Father was himself a thirdborn son, and younger children crave the approval of their elders. Frey sensed that weakness in him, and Father agreed for no better reason than to please him. My betrothal was announced at a feast with half the west in attendance. Ellyn Tarbeck laughed and the Red Lion went angry from the hall. The rest sat on their tongues. Only Tywin dared speak against the match. A boy of ten. Father turned as white as mare’s milk, and Walder Frey was quivering.” She smiled. “How could I not love him, after that? That is not to say that I approved of all he did, or much enjoyed the company of the man that he became… but every little girl needs a big brother to protect her. Tywin was big even when he was little.” She gave a sigh. “Who will protect us now?”
A game of forgotten ladies: Genna Lannister
Leroux and Webber’s phantoms in their private box at the Paris Opera House…with drama masks!
I’ll always reblog it when I see it because this is the COOLEST THING I EVER SAW!
OH. MY GAHWDAH
To people who followed me for one specific fandom, I am so so sorry
A Song of Ice and Fire – First Sentence
A Game of Thrones
“We should start back,” Gared urged as the woods began to grow dark around them.
A Clash of Kings
The comet’s tail spread across the dawn, a red slash that bled above the crags of Dragonstone like a wound in the pink and purple sky.
A Storm of Swords
The day was grey and bitter cold, and the dogs would not take the scent.
A Feast for Crows
"Dragons,” said Mollander.
A Dance With Dragons
The night was rank with the smell of man.
Dunk and Egg 1 –The Hedge Knight
The spring rains had softened the ground, so Dunk had no trouble digging the grave.
Dunk and Egg 2 – The Sworn Sword
In an iron cage at the crossroads, two dead men were rotting in the summer sun.
Dunk and Egg 3 – The Mystery Knight
A light summer rain was falling as Dunk and Egg took their leave of Stoney Sept.