The Air Smelled Of Paper And Dust

As Daenerys Targaryen Rose To Her Feet, Her Black Hissed, Pale Smoke Venting From Its Mouth And Nostrils. The Other Two Pulled Away From Her Breasts And Added Their Voices To The Call, Translucent Wings Unfolding And Stirring The Air, And For The First Time In Hundreds Of Years, The Night Came Alive With The Music Of Dragons.

I’d Be Anonymous. That’s What I’d Do Differently.

For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors.

Only A Fool Humbles Himself When The World Is So Full Of Men Eager To Do That Job For Him. (theon Greyjoy)

You Are Grown So Very Great Now, Yet The Higher A Man Climbs The Farther He Has To Fall.