Traces of the Sun

“A blue flower grew from a chink in a wall of ice and filled the air with sweetness  — …mother of dragons, bride of fire…”

KILLLLLLL MEEEEEEEEE

But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king from this day until his last day.

Asoiaf AU: Lyanna survives and gets to live the life she wants to live (requested by @lucreziaborgiaz)

He had the Stark face if not the name: long, solemn, guarded, a face that gave nothing away. Whoever his mother had been, she had left little of herself in her son.

Keep this grumpy mandrake on your desk.  Luckily he’s already been potted so no need for those pesky earmuffs!  Sold on Etsy.

#floppylongclaw