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trash-soup · 1 year

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Since my blog is gaining followers i figured I'd do a pinned intro

HI! I'm Sabri. I'm 29, I'm 6'4", and I'm a Hispanic Latine Genderfluid Nonbinary Pansexual (any pronouns, whatever you feel most comfy with 😊)

Everyone is welcome here except the following

DNI: Race/age/ableists, Xeno/Homo/Transphobes, Anti-Semitic/generally hateful/toxic and otherwise vile people.

On this blog, we stand for a FREE PALESTINE, Black Lives Matter, AAPI Lives Matter, Jewish Lives Matter, Palestinian Lives Matter, Latine Lives matter, LGBTQ+ Lives Matter, Indigenous Lives Matter, Genocide is condemned, Trans Women are real women, Trans Men are real men, Non-Binary and Queer people who don't fit into standard boxes are valid, Ace and Aro people are valid, all bodies are beautiful, Nobody owes you androgyny or anything else because of their pronouns or labels, and Love is love is love. Kindly fuck off if you disagree with any of that.

Things I love:

Hobbies: Gaming, reading, writing, cooking, cackling at memes, learning useless knowledge about niche subjects, singing, playing guitar, More.

Games: Stardew Valley (all time favorite), The Sims, Frostpunk, The Witcher, Age of Empires, Tsuki's Odyssey, Animal Crossing, Legend of Zelda, Super Smash Bros, Mario Kart, Assassin's Creed, The Elder Scrolls, More.

Books: Just literature in general, Edgar Allen Poe, the Osten Ard series, Tolkien, George RR Martin, Harry Potter(Fuck JK tho), ASOUE, More.

Music: Sara Bareilles, Nelward, Soupy Garbage Juice, The Altogether, Led Zeppelin, Classic rock/Folk rock/Folk pop/indie/Alternative, More.

Movies/TV: LOTR/The Hobbit, Harry Potter (Fuck JK tho), ASOUE, Game of Thrones, Pirates of the Caribbean, Ted Lasso, Sex Education, The Witcher, Doctor who, Supernatural, Sherlock (Yes i was a Superwholock, shut up), Bob's Burgers, South Park, Pixar, Disney, Star Wars, Star Trek, Marvel, Poirot, More.

Youtube: Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, Dimension 20, Dropout, Gab Smolders, Crankgameplays, Game Grumps, Jarvis Johnson, Andy King, Drew Gooden, Danny Gonzalez, Kurtis Conner, Chad Chad, @strange-aeons, Sarah Z, Sam Onella, Binging with Babish, Uncle Roger, More.

Aesthetic stuff: Dark Academia, Cottagecore, Victorian, Nature, Art Nouveau, Edwardian, More.

I used to be @theactorsmind-blog and @theactorsmind-blog1, but those have long since been dead.

I've been on this hellsite since i was about 14, on and off sometimes. I was here stealing shoelaces, I've liked the color of the sky, i saw (read:Participated in) the mishapocalypse, i witnessed the great Titty Famine, I've been around for a good long while.

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stormlanterns · 2 years

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My motivation to draw is coming back slowly and I started with Muyare Sey-Iyora, a character from Tad William's Osten Ard saga.

He isn't mentioned so often but he left an impression on me I can't quite explain. Maybe this strange mixture of strength and vulnerability Idk.

Anyway, I hope I can color these drawings soon and I try to draw more characters (again) of this wonderful and amazing fantasy saga. My last ones were from 2004 *cough*

#tad williams #osten ard #Witchwood crown #Empire of Grass #The Last King of Osten Ard #memory sorrow and thorn #into the narrowdark #sithi #norns #Muyare #stormlanternsart #stormlanterns

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tsibeyantiger · 1 year

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Since we see so few good fathers in popular fiction, here comes a fantasy/ science fiction dad top 5:

1. Charlie Swann (Twilight). I think I don't have to elaborate further. We all love Charlie and the way he always accepted Bella even when he didn't like or understand her life choices.

2. Sam Vimes (Discworld). We don't see him act as a father very much, but it is very visible that he is willing to do everything for his son (and for his wife, too!). Premium character, policeman, dad.

3. Aoseh Kereseth (Carve the mark). The guy who would cry when he realises he has hurt his son by becoming to emotional, who always breaks things accidentally and who died for his sons. I love him so much.

4. Colm Fahey (Six of Crows). Well, he turned a blind eye on his son getting into trouble, but you can argue that he decided to trust him and let him make his own life choices, which is a very important trait. Also, he let Jesper face the consequences of his actions, while still helping him out.

5. Julius Kane (the Kane Chronicles). Leaving your children behind, forcing your son into an antisocial lifestyle and seeing your daughter twice a year is not cool, but Julius always did what was necessary and never allowed any doubt that he loved this children.

Notable others: Isgrimnur of Elvritshalla (Memory, Sorrow and Thorn), Nedd Stark (Game of Thrones), Arthur Weasley (Harry Potter)

#twilight #discworld #carve the mark #six of crows #grishaverse #the kane chronicles #osten ard #house of the dragon #game of thrones #harry potter #memory sorrow and thorn

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oropher · 2 years

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#books #booklr #book photography #bookworm #my photography #fantasy #tad williams #the last king of osten ard #osten ard

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cjjasp · 2 years

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How the Written Universe Works: Theme #amwriting

Epic Fantasy is often dark in tone and always epic in scope. It usually explores the struggle against supernatural, evil forces. Tad Williams’s Memory Sorrow and Thorn is a classic Epic Fantasy series. Many of the themes and tropes he explores are rooted in J.R.R. Tolkien’s work. However, Williams took those themes and tropes down a darker, more violent path, laying bare the evil and the good of…

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#amwriting #writetip #Memory Sorrow and Thorn #Osten Ard #Tad Williams #themes in Memory Sorrow and Thorn

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haveyoureadthisfantasybook · 3 months

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vote yes if you have finished the entire book.

vote no if you have not finished the entire book.

(faq · submit a book)

#fantasy #books #The Witchwood Crown #The Last King of Osten Ard #Tad Williams #poll #result: no #l: English

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satsukifowl · 1 year

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I finished Into the Narrowdark, and now I will twiddle my thumbs awaiting the final book. I’m fine. It’s fine.

#tad williams #books #into the narrowdark #last king of osten ard #memory sorrow and thorn

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codenameantarctica · 1 year

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Cover for Tad Williams’ “The Navigation’s Children” by DAW Book

Look for preordering here

#daw #daw books #Tad Williams #The Navigator's Children #the last king of osten ard #osten ard #last king of osten ard #PLEASE TAD PLEASE LET HIM BE ALIVE!!!!!!

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crown-and-stallion · 1 year

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Here's Homefinder, Simon's horse from Memory, Sorrow and Thorn. In the second book, she's described as a 'black and gray spotted mare', so I interpreted that as a blue roan appaloosa. I also wanted to give her a more sturdy, cob-type build. She has to go on a very long journey, after all!

I want to try to draw Qantaqa soon!

#memory sorrow and thorn #osten ard #tad williams #homefinder #digital art #digital painting #horses #horse #animal art #my art #the stag speaks

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channeledhistory · 2 years

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demian von osten

#journalist #correspondent #haircut #frisur #ard #wdr #kreml #Moscow #demian von osten

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enibas22 · 2 months

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HOLLYWOOD-STAR TOM WLASCHIHA IM RIVERBOAT: "DU MUSST DOCH MILLIONEN VERDIENEN?"

link https://www.tag24.de/unterhaltung/tv/riverboat/hollywood-star-tom-wlaschiha-im-riverboat-du-musst-doch-millionen-verdienen-3089321

HOLLYWOOD-STAR TOM WLASCHIHA IM RIVERBOAT: "DU MUSST DOCH MILLIONEN VERDIENEN?"

Von Emily Mittmann

"Der Typ aus Game of Thrones?", staunte die Tochter von ARD-Korrespondent Markus Preiß (46), als er ihr von den anderen Gästen des gestrigen Abends erzählte.

Auch Moderatorin Kim Fisher (54) wusste ihrer Begeisterung über die Karriere des gebürtigen Dohnaers Ausdruck zu verleihen: "Man denkt immer, der ist dann mal eben nach Amerika, und schwups war er dann ein Superstar."

Doch ganz so einfach war das nicht, gestand Wlaschiha (50).

"Als ich Teenager war im Osten, wo ich sehr starkes Fernweh hatte, da gab's eine Zeit, da war der Atlas mein Lieblingsbuch", erinnerte er sich. "Da hab ich tatsächlich Landkarten abgemalt, alles auswendig gelernt und hab mich immer so ein bisschen weggeträumt."

Damals habe er nicht geglaubt, jemals Italien, geschweige denn Amerika zu sehen.

Tom Wlaschiha: "Es war ein sehr langer Weg."

Doch schon kurz nach dem Mauerfall zog Tom Wlaschiha im Rahmen eines Austauschjahrs seiner Schule in die Vereinigten Staaten.

"Ich bin dann hin mit meinem Ostschulenglisch und mich hat niemand verstanden", erzählte er in der Talkshow.

Erst nach einigen Wochen habe es sich gezwungenermaßen etwas gebessert.

Genau wie die Englisch-Kenntnisse sei auch sein Erfolg in Hollywood nicht von allein gekommen.

"Es war ein sehr langer Weg", so Wlaschiha.

Seine ersten schauspielerischen Erfahrungen habe er anfangs im Theater gesammelt, bis er schließlich auch einige kleine Rollen in Deutschland ergattern konnte.

Aber auch mit denen sei er nach einer Zeit nicht mehr wirklich zufrieden gewesen:

"Du bist ja als Schauspieler wahnsinnig abhängig von allen möglichen Leuten [...] und ich fand das sehr ermüdend."

Er habe gedacht, dass eine Agentur im Ausland als zweites Standbein da vielleicht Abhilfe schaffen könnte, was schließlich Rollen in Serien wie "Game of Thrones" oder "Stranger Things" den Weg bereiten sollte.

Für ein Millionen-Gehalt müsse er noch etwas arbeiten

Trotz alledem führe ihn sein Weg aber auch immer wieder zurück in die Heimat und vor allem seine günstige Berliner Mietwohnung.

Als der Schauspieler dies erzählte, konnte sich auch Kim Fisher die Frage "Aber du musst doch Millionen verdienen?" nicht verkneifen.

"Ja, da muss ich schon noch ein bisschen arbeiten", antwortete Wlaschiha, der das aber selbstverständlich auch gern tue.

Welchen Projekten er sich in Zukunft widmen werde, wisse er allerdings noch nicht, da in den USA aufgrund des Streiks im vergangenen Jahr gerade nicht viel anstehe.

Eines der Highlights in diesem Jahr wird aber sicherlich am kommenden Freitag die Moderation des Dresdner Semperopernballs zusammen mit Schauspiel-Kollegin Stephanie Strumpf (39).

#tom wlaschiha #riverboat february 2024 #summary of tom`s talk at riverboat in february 2024 #german article

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tsibeyantiger · 1 year

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This is a Duke Isgrimnur of Elvritshalla appreciation post

#osten ard

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oropher · 2 years

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#books #booklr #book photography #bookworm #my photography #fantasy #fiction #tad williams #the last king of osten ard #memory sorrow and thorn

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thelustybraavosimaid · 2 years

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As he floated in and out of fevered sleep, through curtained daylight and chill night, he felt as though gray ice grew inside him, stiffening his limbs and filling him with frost. He wondered if he would ever be warm again. (The Music of High Places, Stone of Farewell)

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Chunks of coal burned in iron braziers at either end of the long room, but Jon found himself shivering. The chill was always with him here. In a few years he would forget what it felt like to be warm. (Jon III, AGoT)

Other times he could not be found at all. He skulked around the castle like a scrawny shadow, could shinny up a wall as well as the roof-masons and glaziers, and knew so many passageways and hiding holes that the castle folk called him "ghost boy." Rachel boxed his ears frequently and called him a mooncalf. (The Grasshopper and the King, The Dragonbone Chair)

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The next morning Bran was nowhere to be seen. They finally found him fast asleep in the upper branches of the tallest sentinel in the grove.

As angry as he was, his father could not help but laugh. "You're not my son," he told Bran when they fetched him down, "you're a squirrel. So be it. If you must climb, then climb, but try not to let your mother see you." (Bran II, AGoT)

"Oh, please, master," the jester beseeched. "Weep no more! All men must die—you, I, everyone. If we are not killed by youthful stupidity or ill-luck, then it is our fate to live on like the trees: older and older until at last we totter and fall. It is the way of all things. How can you fight the Lord's will?" (The Grasshopper and the King, The Dragonbone Chair)

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"Let them. Is it treason to say a man is mortal? Valar morghulis was how they said it in Valyria of old. All men must die. And the Doom came and proved it true." The Dornishman went to the window to gaze out into the night. "It is being said that you have no witnesses for us." (Tyrion IX, ASoS)

(George took the latter line literally)

"A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies," said Jojen. "The man who never reads lives only one. The singers of the forest had no books. No ink, no parchment, no written language. Instead they had the trees, and the weirwoods above all. When they died, they went into the wood, into leaf and limb and root, and the trees remembered. All their songs and spells, their histories and prayers, everything they knew about this world. Maesters will tell you that the weirwoods are sacred to the old gods. The singers believe they are the old gods. When singers die they become part of that godhood." (Bran III, ADwD)

"To be fair, Man and Animal both live a similarly brief span of years in Osten Ard, and this is not true of Sithi and Man. If the Fair Folk are not actually deathless, they are certainly much longer-lived than any mortal man, even our nonagenarian king. It could be they do not die at all, except by choice or violence—perhaps if you are Sitha, violence itself might be a choice..." (The Grasshopper and the King, The Dragonbone Chair)

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Meera said, "You speak the Common Tongue now."

"For him. The Bran boy. I was born in the time of the dragon, and for two hundred years I walked the world of men, to watch and listen and learn. I might be walking still, but my legs were sore and my heart was weary, so I turned my feet for home."

"Two hundred years?" said Meera.

The child smiled. "Men, they are the children." (Bran II, ADwD)

"I saved him, Susanna. I had to," he whispered. The corners of the woman's mouth twitched—it might have been a smile.

"I...know..." she said, voice coming ever so softly in her raw throat. "If only...my Eahlferend...had not..." The effort was too much, and she stopped. Elispeth leaned down to show her the child, wrapped in blankets, still attached to the bloody umbilicus.

"He's small," the old woman smiled, "but that's because he arrived so early. What is his name?"

"...Call...him...Seoman..." Susanna croaked out. "...it means...'waiting'..." She turned to Morgenes and seemed to want to say something more. The doctor leaned closer, his white hair brushing her snow-pale cheek, but she could not make the words come. A moment later she gasped once, and her dark eyes rolled up until the whites showed. The girl holding her hand began to sob. (Birds in the Chapel, The Dragonbone Chair)

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"I was with her when she died," Ned reminded the king. "She wanted to come home, to rest beside Brandon and Father." He could hear her still at times. Promise me, she had cried, in a room that smelled of blood and roses. Promise me, Ned. The fever had taken her strength and her voice had been faint as a whisper, but when he gave her his word, the fear had gone out of his sister's eyes. Ned remembered the way she had smiled then, how tightly her fingers had clutched his as she gave up her hold on life, the rose petals spilling from her palm, dead and black. After that he remembered nothing. They had found him still holding her body, silent with grief. The little crannogman, Howland Reed, had taken her hand from his. Ned could recall none of it. "I bring her flowers when I can," he said. "Lyanna was…fond of flowers." (Eddard I, AGoT)

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5. Since all of their mothers died, who gave Jon Snow, Daenerys Targaryen and Tyrion Lannister their names?

Mothers can name a child before birth, or during, or after, even while they are dying. Dany was most like named by her mother, Tyrion by his father, Jon by Ned.

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The black cart and its attendants drew to a halt just within the circle of firelight. One of the four standing figures raised an arm, the black sleeve falling away to reveal a wrist and hand as thin and white as bone.

It spoke, voice silvery-cold, toneless as ice cracking. (The Hill Fire, The Dragonbone Chair)

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A shadow emerged from the dark of the wood. It stood in front of Royce. Tall, it was, and gaunt and hard as old bones, with flesh pale as milk. Its armor seemed to change color as it moved; here it was white as new-fallen snow, there black as shadow, everywhere dappled with the deep grey-green of the trees. The patterns ran like moonlight on water with every step it took. (Prologue, AGoT)

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The Other said something in a language that Will did not know; his voice was like the cracking of ice on a winter lake, and the words were mocking. (Prologue, AGoT)

And what were these figures who approached him across the shambles of the courtyard, moving as gracefully over the icy stones as blowing thistledown?

His heart raced. At first, he saw their beautiful, cold faces and pale hair, Hengfisk thought them angels. (Foreward, Stone of Farewell)

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"No one's here," said Bran, bravely. "Look at the snow. There are no footprints."

"The white walkers go lightly on the snow," the ranger said. "You'll find no prints to mark their passage." (Bran II, ADwD)

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"The Others are not dead. They are strange, beautiful…think, oh…the Sidhe made of ice, something like that…a different sort of life…inhuman, elegant, dangerous." (A Game of Thrones: The Graphic Novel, Volume 1)

"Qantaqa was a pup when she was found by me," Binabik continued at last. "Her mother had probably been killed, or from starvation had died. She snarled at me when I discovered her, a ball of white fur given away in the snow by black nose." (A Net of Stars, The Dragonbone Chair)

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Father frowned. "This is only a dead animal, Jory," he said. Yet he seemed troubled. Snow crunched under his boots as he moved around the body. "Do we know what killed her?"

"There's something in the throat," Robb told him, proud to have found the answer before his father even asked. "There, just under the jaw."

His father knelt and groped under the beast's head with his hand. He gave a yank and held it up for all to see. A foot of shattered antler, tines snapped off, all wet with blood. (Bran I, AGoT)

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"He must have crawled away from the others," Jon said.

"Or been driven away," their father said, looking at the sixth pup. His fur was white, where the rest of the litter was grey. His eyes were as red as the blood of the ragged man who had died that morning. (Bran I, AGoT)

"In the smoaking rubble of the Temple there not lay a great and gleaming Stone. It was proclaimed by the Aedonites that here was the heathen altar, melted by the vengeful Fires of the One God.

"I, Nisses, believe instead that this was a flaming Star of the heavens fallen to Earth, as happens on Occasion.

"Now, from this molten wrack was taken a great price, and the Imperator's swordwrights found it Workable, and the sky-metal was hammered into a great Blade. In mind of the scourging branches which had flaid Usires' Back, the star-sword—as I suppose it to be—was named THORN, and a mighty power there was in it..." (Forgotten Swords, The Dragonbone Chair)

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"The finest knight I ever saw was Ser Arthur Dayne, who fought with a blade called Dawn, forged from the heart of a fallen star. They called him the Sword of the Morning, and he would have killed me but for Howland Reed." (Bran III, ACoK)

"By contrast," the passage continued, "the one man who was John's match on the field of war was his virtual opposite. Camaris-sá-Vinitta, last prince of the Nabbanai royal house and brother of the current duke, was a man to whom war seemed only another fleshly distraction. Astride his horse Atarin and with the great sword Thorn in his hand, he was probably the most deadly man in our world—yet he took no pleasure from battle, and his great skill was only a burden, in that his mighty reputation brought many against him who would otherwise have had no cause, and forced him to kill when he would not." (The Shadow of the Wheel, The Dragonbone Chair)

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"Prince Rhaegar's prowess was unquestioned, but he seldom entered the lists. He never loved the song of swords the way that Robert did, or Jaime Lannister. It was something he had to do, a task the world had set him. He did it well, for he did everything well. That was his nature. But he took no joy in it. Men said that he loved his harp much better than his lance." (Daenerys IV, ASoS)

Binabik was right: this thing emerging from like a jet-black butterfly from its prisoning chrysalis was not only a sword, it was a sword like no other he had ever seen: long as a man's arms spread wide, fingertip to fingertip, and black. The purity of its blackness was unmarred by the colors that sparkled on its edge, as though the blade was so supernaturally sharp that it even sliced the dim light of the cavern into rainbows. (Beneath the Uduntree, The Dragonbone Chair)

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In answer, Jon had pressed Longclaw into Sam's hand. He let him feel the lightness, the balance, had him turn the blade so that ripples gleamed in the smoke-dark metal. "Valyrian steel," he said, "spell-forged and razor-sharp, nigh on indestructible. A swordsman should be as good as his sword, Sam. Longclaw is Valyrian steel, but I'm not. The Halfhand could have killed me as easy as you swat a bug." (Samwell I, AFfC)

Their leader had worn a helmet in the form of a snarling hound’s face, but Isgrimnur had never heard of such an emblem. (Cold Comforts, The Dragonbone Chair)

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He turned to find Clegane looming overhead like a cliff. His soot-dark armor seemed to blot out the sun. He had lowered the visor on his helm. It was fashioned in the likeness of a snarling black hound, fearsome to behold, but Tyrion had always thought it a great improvement over Clegane's hideously burned face. (Tyrion I, AGoT)

#asoiaf #memory sorrow and thorn #similarities

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