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Lady Lysa pulled at Sansa's arm. […] Sansa could hear the wind outside worrying at its edges. When she saw the crescent moon carved in the wood, she planted her feet. "The Moon Door." She tried to yank free. "Why are you showing me the Moon Door?"
[…] the heavy wooden door flew inward and slammed back against the wall with a bang. Snow had piled up around the frame, and it all came blowing in at them, borne on a blast of cold air that left Sansa shivering. She tried to step backward, but her aunt was behind her. Lysa seized her by the wrist and put her other hand between her shoulder blades, propelling her forcefully toward the open door.
Beyond was white sky, falling snow, and nothing else.
“Look down," said Lady Lysa. "Look down."
She tried to wrench free, but her aunt's fingers were digging into her arm like claws. Lysa gave her another shove, and Sansa shrieked. Her left foot broke through a crust of snow and knocked it loose. There was nothing in front of her but empty air, and a waycastle six hundred feet below clinging to the side of the mountain. […] one foot slipped out over the void. […] The wind flapped her skirts up and bit at her bare legs with cold teeth. She could feel snowflakes melting on her cheeks. […]
“Lysa! What's the meaning of this?"
[…]
“Why did you bring her to the Vale, Petyr? This isn't her place. She doesn't belong here."
“We'll send her away, then. […] Let her up, now. Let her away from the door."
[…]
Lysa threw herself into Littlefinger's arms, sobbing. As they hugged, Sansa crawled from the Moon Door on hands and knees and wrapped her arms around the nearest pillar. She could feel her heart pounding. There was snow in her hair and her right shoe was missing. It must have fallen. She shuddered, and hugged the pillar tighter.
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“what’s renly’s claim” as if being cooler hotter and funnier than the current king hasn’t always been a path to power in any civilization of all time
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SANSA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH 2022 → day 23: books Sansa + books quotes
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Her father plucked up a cyvasse piece. “He has gone to bring us back our heart’s desire.” She narrowed her eyes. “What is our heart’s desire?” “Vengeance.” His voice was soft, as if he were afraid that someone might be listening. “Justice.” Prince Doran pressed the onyx dragon into her palm with his swollen, gouty fingers, and whispered, “Fire and blood..”
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people in the wider internet ecosystem who continue to shit on daenerys because of the show need to sit down and read the damn books before they say another word about her
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The northern girl. Winterfell's daughter. We heard she killed the king with a spell, and afterward changed into a wolf with big leather wings like a bat, and flew out a tower window.
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jonsas: jon loves SANSA
jonryas: no jon loves ARYA MORE
me: i hate both of you so much it’s unreal
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“The first Viserys intended his daughter Rhaenyra to follow him, do you deny it? But as the king lay dying the Lord Commander of his Kingsguard decided that it should be otherwise.”
Ser Criston Cole. Criston the Kingmaker had set brother against sister and divided the Kingsguard against itself, bringing on the terrible war the singers named the Dance of the Dragons. Some claimed he acted from ambition, for Prince Aegon was more tractable than his willful older sister. Others allowed him nobler motives, and argued that he was defending ancient Andal custom. A few whispered that Ser Criston had been Princess Rhaenyra’s lover before he took the white and wanted vengeance on the woman who had spurned him. “The Kingmaker wrought grave harm,” Ser Arys said, “and gravely did he pay for it, but …”
“The dragon is time. It has no beginning and no ending, so all things come round again. Anders Yronwood is Criston Cole reborn. He whispers in my brother’s ear that he should rule after my father, that it is not right for men to kneel to women … that Arianne especially is unfit to rule, being the willful wanton that she is.” She tossed her hair defiantly. “So your two princesses share a common cause, ser … and they share as well a knight who claims to love them both, but will not fight for them.” -The Soiled Knight, AFFC
ARIANNE MARTELL APPRECIATION WEEK ~ DAY FIVE: PARALLELS - RHAENYRA I TARGARYEN
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more text posts :)
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except this time it's just my little squidiot because I can't stop thinking about the Winterfell Fiasco.
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Myranda gave her a shrewd little smile. “Yes, she was the very soul of wisdom, that good lady.” She shifted her seat. “Why must mules be so bony and ill-tempered? Mya does not feed them enough. A nice fat mule would be more comfortable to ride. There’s a new High Septon, did you know? Oh, and the Night’s Watch has a boy commander, some bastard son of Eddard Stark’s.“ 
"Jon Snow?” she blurted out, surprised.
“Snow? Yes, it would be Snow, I suppose.”
She had not thought of Jon in ages. He was only her half brother, but still …
I am a bastard too now, just like him.
— Alayne II, A Feast for Crows
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stannis’ shadow appearing in renly’s pavilion:
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My name is Theon. You have to know your name.
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@northernfieldsforever requested sansa & arya;
You need her as she needs you.
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i’m gonna scream and bite something
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sansa vi, asos • sansa i, affc • catelyn iv, acok • cat of the canals, affc •
• medea, con los hijos muertos, huye de corinto en un carro tirado por dragones, germán hernández amores
• charlotte hope, the spanish princess
• game of thrones
• rachel hurd-wood, perfume: the story of a murderer
• lidia yuknavitch, the chronology of water
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I have felt from the beginning that Stannis was a greater danger than all the others combined.
Ned found it hard to imagine what could frighten Stannis Baratheon, who had once held Storm’s End through a year of siege, surviving on rats and boot leather while the Lords Tyrell and Redwyne sat outside with their hosts, banqueting in sight of his walls. 
His claim is the true one, he is known for his prowess as a battle commander, and he is utterly without mercy. There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man.
Few of the birds that Maester Aemon had sent off had returned as yet. One reached Stannis, though. One found Dragonstone, and a king who still cared.
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