We are not southerners.
you’re a drifter, a shapeshifter. let me see you run.
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Now two children danced across the godswood, hooting at one another as they dueled with broken branches. The girl was the older and taller of the two. Arya! Bran thought eagerly, as he watched her leap up onto a rock and cut at the boy. But that couldn’t be right. If the girl was Arya, the boy was Bran himself, and he had never worn his hair so long. And Arya never beat me playing swords, the way that girl is beating him. She slashed the boy across his thigh, so hard that his leg went out from under him and he fell into the pool and began to splash and shout. “You be quiet, stupid,” the girl said, tossing her own branch aside. “It’s just water. Do you want Old Nan to hear and run tell Father?” She knelt and pulled her brother from pool, but before she got him out again, the two of them were gone.
ASOIAF Challenge: Favourite Story from History:
The Tourney at Harrenhal, during the Year of the False Spring.
It was a good story, Bran decided after thinking about it a moment or two. “Then what happened? Did the Knight of the Laughing Tree win the tourney and marry a princess?”
“No,” said Meera. “That night at the great castle, the storm lord and the knight of skulls and kisses each swore they would unmask him, and the king himself urged men to challenge him, declaring that the face behind that helm was no friend of his. But the next morning, when the heralds blew their trumpets and the king took his seat, only two champions appeared. The Knight of the Laughing Tree had vanished. The king was wroth, and even sent his son the dragon prince to seek the man, but all they ever found was his painted shield, hanging abandoned in a tree. it was the dragon prince who won that tourney in the end.”
What did you see in your dream? Something bad?
When I sleep I turn into a wolf.
I’m chasing lions, and goblins, and angels at night.
With a barrel and a bottle by a grandfather’s knife,
There’s blood on my collar, I wish it were mine;
With less friends before me, and more left behind.
Bran and Hodor (Isaac Hempstead Wright and Kristian Nairn), Game of Thrones Season 2 preview.