Sondaggio sulla Trota del Nord :)
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Any man who must say ‘I am the king’ is no true king at all. Tywin Lannister
The War of the Ninepenny Kings? So they called it, though I never saw a king, nor earned a penny. It was war, though. That it was.
TWOW
They were dancing. In my dream. And everywhere the dragons danced the people died.
Mercy, thought Dany, They shall have the dragon’s mercy
A Son(g) Of Ice and Fire
We swore a vow.
Sondaggio sulla Trota del Nord :)
Credo manchi l'opzione altro :)
cmq io voto altro
"We're all just songs in the end. If we are lucky."
"Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle"
- Jon Snow
SPOILER TWOW
"It may be that we shall lose this battle," the king said grimly. "In Braavos you may hear that I am dead. It may even be true. You shall find my sellswords nonetheless."
The knight hesitated. "Your Grace, if you are dead..."
"... you will avenge my death, and seat my daughter on the Iron Throne. Or die in the attempt."
- Stannis Baratheon
Fondatrice di T+S: Tyrion+Sansa (possibilmente a regnare su Castel Granito)
Fondatrice del Comitato Pro Shireen: perché noi la vogliamo mora
G.E.P.M.D.: Grenn e Pyp mai dimenticati
Comitato Pro Draghi 
C.K.P.K.: Comitato Kitters per Kit: perché a noi ci piace
Membro sbavante del CP Jon Snow
G.M.S.S.: Giù le Mani da Sansa Stark, in difesa della giovane lupa
I.S.C.O.M.: Io sto con Oberyn Martell
H.H.H.: Hodor Hodor Hodor
C.A.P.R.: Comitato di Accoglienza per Personaggi Rovinati da D&D
C.P.S.: Comitato Pro Stannis, the One True King
Grazie della segnalazione Lady DragonSnow :)
Ho corretto.
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Any man who must say ‘I am the king’ is no true king at all. Tywin Lannister
The War of the Ninepenny Kings? So they called it, though I never saw a king, nor earned a penny. It was war, though. That it was.
TWOW
They were dancing. In my dream. And everywhere the dragons danced the people died.
Mercy, thought Dany, They shall have the dragon’s mercy
A Son(g) Of Ice and Fire
We swore a vow.
On my honor as a Tully, on my honor as a Stark, I will trade your boy's life for Robb's. A son for a son.
Ce ne sarebbe qualcuna meritevole della versione zombesca:
[...] But her eyes were the most terrible thing. Her eyes saw him, and they hated.
She don't speak. You bloody bastards cut her throat too deep for that. But she remembers.
[...] And... she rose. May the Lord of Light protect us. She rose.
@Metamorfo dici di aggiungere anche le frasi di zombie Cat?
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Any man who must say ‘I am the king’ is no true king at all. Tywin Lannister
The War of the Ninepenny Kings? So they called it, though I never saw a king, nor earned a penny. It was war, though. That it was.
TWOW
They were dancing. In my dream. And everywhere the dragons danced the people died.
Mercy, thought Dany, They shall have the dragon’s mercy
A Son(g) Of Ice and Fire
We swore a vow.
Direi di sì: il personaggio è lo stesso, e non si può fare un sondaggio a parte per LS.
Sondaggio aggiornato :)
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Any man who must say ‘I am the king’ is no true king at all. Tywin Lannister
The War of the Ninepenny Kings? So they called it, though I never saw a king, nor earned a penny. It was war, though. That it was.
TWOW
They were dancing. In my dream. And everywhere the dragons danced the people died.
Mercy, thought Dany, They shall have the dragon’s mercy
A Son(g) Of Ice and Fire
We swore a vow.
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On my honor as a Tully, on my honor as a Stark, I will trade your boy's life for Robb's. A son for a son.
Preferisco però la versione più lunga:
"They could do as they wished with her; imprison her, rape her, kill her, it made no matter. She had lived too long, and Ned was waiting. It was Robb she feared for. “On my honor as a Tully,” she told Lord Walder, “on my honor as a Stark, I will trade your boy’s life for Robb’s. A son for a son.”
Brienne: You have courage. Not battle courage perhaps but. . .I don’t know. . .a kind of woman's courage.
questa, in particolare la prima parte, mi fa attorcigliare le budella ogni volta che leggo:
Her hand shook so badly she was ringing Jinglebell’s head.It hurst so much, she thought. Our children, Ned, all our sweet babes. Rickon, Bran, Arya, Sansa, Robb… Robb… please, Ned, please, make it stop, make it stop hurting…
The white tears and the red ones ran together until her face was torn and tattered, the face that Ned had loved. Catelyn Stark raised her hands and watched the blood run down her long fingers, over her wrists, beneath the sleeves of her gown. Slow red worms crawled along her arms and under her clothes. It tickles. That made her laugh until she screamed. “Mad,” someone said, “she’s lost her wits,” and someone else said, “Make an end,” and a hand grabbed her scalp just as she’d done with Jinglebell, and she thought, No, don’t, don’t cut my hair, Ned loves my hair. Then the steel was at her throat, and its bite was red and cold.
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My son lies here broken and dying, Luwin, and you wish to discuss a new master of horse?[...] I would gladly butcher every horse in Winterfell with my own hands if it would open Bran's eyes, do you understand that? Do you?
I want you safe, Robb, ruling at Winterfell from your father's seat. I want you to live your life, to kiss a girl and wed a woman and father a son. I want to write an end to this. I want to go home, my lords, and weep for my husband.
Su LS
"She don't speak. You bloody bastards cut her throat too deep for that. But she remembers."
" [...] her face was shredded skin and black blood where she had raked herself with her nails. But her eyes were the most terrible thing. Her eyes saw him, and they hated."
E' sempre un dispiacere che quando tutti i lupi dovrebbero sollevarsi, un posto possa rimanere vuoto.
A man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly tame a wolf.
When the snows fall and the white winds blow,
the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives
Stark è grigio e Greyjoy è nero
Ma sembra che il vento sia in entrambi
I want them all dead...
