“The wolf blood.” Arya remembered now. “I’ll be as strong as Robb. I said I would.” She took a deep breath, then lifted the broomstick in both hands and brought it down across her knee. It broke with a loud crack, and she threw the pieces aside. I am a D I R E W O L F, and D O N E W I T H W O O D E N T E E T H.
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i am the dragon’s daughter.
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Me in history class: Wow, humanity has been through some fascinating times! I wonder if I’ll ever live through major historical events!
Me now: NO NO NO NO NO I WANT TO GET OFF THIS RIDE
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the force is like anxiety
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— She was going home again. Everything would be better once she was home again, safe behind Winterfell’s grey granite walls.
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you either bare your fangs or your throat.
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you either bare your fangs or your throat.
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