You know, Sara used to have a stuffed animal. It was this old worn out shark that she got from the Starling Aquarium. There were times something awful would happen to her, I would always find her holding that stupid little shark close to her chest. And now that my sister’s dead, again, the only thing that I can think about is finding that dumb stuffed animal and putting it in her arms.

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Her boots tore ankle-deep holes into the smooth white surface of the snow, yet made no sound. Sansa drifted past frosted shrubs and thin dark trees, and wondered if she were still dreaming. Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover’s kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the ground, she turned her face up to the sky and closed her eyes. She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams. 

Sansa Stark Meme - 10/10 Scenes

October 16, 2014     1,045 notes

Has is really already been 6 months?…

October 16, 2014     1,453 notes
sweet theme, bro.