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tywinllannister:

→ A child no more…

Can we discuss the fact that the doll is all that she has left from her father, she can’t mourn him or speak about her memories of him. And now the last thing she had left of him, his name, her Stark name is taken from her, by Lannisters again. Only this doll remains.

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jon/ygritte uni au because i can’t draw anything but aus

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by terri richardson.

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jenesaispourquoi:

they say that humans
are meant to be nomads
because babies sleep best
when they’re rocked
at walking pace

i don’t know if that’s right
but sometimes i get that feeling
that if right now
i put on my sneakers
and walked out the door
i could go forever

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R.I.P. Anne Boleyn (d. May 19 1536)

When the details of Anne’s life are viewed between the framework of these [her] social and cultural values, the modern conception of her as a femme fatale must be discarded. Establishing a valid explanation of her role at court that takes into consideration the beliefs and fears of the sixteenth-century Christendom and treats them with sensitivity is an useful undertaking, not only because historians owe it to the dead to depict them in a rational manner but also because the events of the Reformation will not be clearly understood until her crucial place in that revolution is sorted out. Retha M. Warnicke, The Rise and Fall of Anne Boleyn (x)

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They arrived, flushed and breathless to find Jon seated on the sill, one leg drawn up languidly to his chin. He was watching the action, so absorbed that he seemed unaware of her approach until his white wolf moved to meet them. Nymeria stalked closer on wary feet. Ghost, already larger than his litter mates, smelled her, gave her ear a careful nip, and settled back down.

Jon gave her a curious look. “Shouldn’t you be working on your stitches, little sister?” 

Arya made a face at him. “I wanted to see them fight.” 

He smiled. “Come here, then.”

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