now the story of a wealthy family who lost everything, and the
one son who had no choice but to keep them all together
(Source: doreahology)
im very accepting i have friends from all 3 hogwarts houses that arent my own
(via ellenfaucet)
When morning came, the Hound did not need to shout at Arya or shake her awake. She had woken before him for a change, and even watered the horses. They broke their fast in silence, until Sandor said, “This thing about your mother … “
“It doesn’t matter,” Arya said in a dull voice. “I know she’s dead. I saw her in a dream.”
(via sansa-snow)
Growing up at Winterfell, all I ever wanted was to escape, to come here, to the capital. To see the southern knights and their painted armor, King’s Landing after dark, all the candles burning in all those windows.
(Source: glorianas, via sansastark)
I’m so sorry, Abigail. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you in this life.
(Source: everythingislost, via whiddlesmort)
“Who are you?” he would ask her every day. “No one,” she would answer, she who had been Arya of House Stark, Arya Underfoot, Arya Horseface. She had been Arry and Weasel too, and Squab and Salty, Nan the cupbearer, a grey mouse, a sheep, the ghost of Harrenhal…but not for true, not in her heart of hearts. In there she was Arya of Winterfell, the daughter of Lord Eddard Stark and Lady Catelyn, who had once had brothers named Robb and Bran and Rickon, a sister named Sansa, a direwolf called Nymeria, a half brother named Jon Snow. In there she was someone… but that was not the answer he wanted.
(via princessaryastark)
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
