Most Men Would Rather Deny

Ned Was Clad In A White Linen Doublet With The Direwolf Of Stark On The Breast; His Black Wool Cloak Was Fastened At The Collar By His Silver Hand Of Office. Black And White And Grey, All The Shades Of Truth.

Mothers." The Man Made A Word Sound Like A Curse. "i Think Birthing Does Something To Your Minds. You Are All Mad.

Sometimes There Is No Happy Choice, Sam, Only One Less Grievous Than The Others. - Jon Snow

If I Look Back I Am Lost.

The Old Man Laid A Withered, Spotted Hand On His Shoulder. "it Hurts, Boy," He Said Softly. "oh, Yes. Choosing . . . It Has Always Hurt. And Always Will. I Know.