Arthur is not just a King, he is the once & future King
There is no turning back. The witch hunt has begun and we will be running the trials. […] We will use the trials to turn the Puritans against each other. They will hunt and kill and drown in their very own blood till there’s no Puritans left standing. And Salem is ours.
Dianna Agron attends the Dior Beauty Operation Smile Luncheon at Sunset Tower on January 8, 2014 in West Hollywood, California.
[about bob morley] we definitely work well togheter like i love bob, he’s such a lovely guy.
Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile.
"…The warg, I’ve heard them call me. How can I be a warg without a wolf, I ask you?" His mouth twisted. "I don’t even dream of Ghost anymore. All my dreams are of the crypts, of the stone kings on their thrones. Sometimes I hear Robb’s voice, and my father’s, as if they were at a feast. But there’s a wall between us, and I know that no place has been set for me." The living have no place at the feasts of the dead.