Addio Got

"Lo scempio ha due teste"

He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire

C.K.P.K Comitato Kitters per Kit: perchè a noi ci piace! 

The north remembers

Quando soffiano i venti freddi dell'inverno il lupo solitario muore, ma il branco sopravvive. Arriverà l'ora dei lupi (cit)

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

Mercy, thought Dany, They shall have the dragon’s mercy

A Son(g) Of Ice and Fire

We swore a vow.

WikiBarriera!!!

Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.

CHAT UFFICIALE DI BARRIERA

“I am, and always will be, the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes, and the dreamer of improbable dreams.”

                                                                                                *We are all bad in someone's story*

"Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle"
- Jon Snow

SPOILER TWOW

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

« I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away. »

Daenerys Armada