They Hate You Because You Act Like

Robert Was The True Steel. Stannis Is Pure Iron, Black And Hard And Strong, Yes, But Brittle, The Way Iron Gets. He'll Break Before He Bends. And Renly, That One, He's Copper, Bright And Shiny, Pretty To Look At But Not Worth All That Much At The End Of The Day.

Why Ask For Truth," Ser Barristan Said Softly, "if You Close Your Ears To It?

He Pushed Away From Her And Raised His Arm, Forcing His Stump Into Her Face. "a Hand Without A Hand? A Bad Jape, Sister. Don't Ask Me To Rule.

She Had Put Despair And Fear Aside, As If They Were Garments She Did Not Choose To Wear.

I Have Some Other Novels I Want To Write. I Have A Lot Of Short Stories - I Love The Short Story.