Luceo non uro;

THERE ARE WOLVES IN THE THRONE ROOM.

But you didn’t slaughter every one of the Starks. No, no, that was your mistake. You should’ve ripped them all out root and stem. Leave one wolf alive, and the sheep are never save.

You expect me put a spear in my granddaughter’s hand?

They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They’ve never seen a battle, they’ve never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been before Joffrey cut her fathers head off. Sansa pitied them. Sansa envied them.

insp.

Roses Bloom For You, Lana Del Rey.

Please, Bellamy. I need you to hear this.

                                                                        starks                                                                           will                                                                        endure

You don’t want someone who burns to be with you?  Who would ride across the battlefield just  t o  h e a r  y o u r  v o i c e ?

All my thoughts and prayers go out to all the families that were apart of this horrible incident ❤️

Can True Love’s Kiss break the curse? It may not be that simple. But there is something profoundly poetic about a man who spent 300 years on a quest to destroy the “Dark One,” who now finds himself in love with her. Killian is the last person she gazes upon before she disappears and the last one we see before the newly inscribed dagger is revealed, signifying that perhaps he was always meant for this journey. (x)

[…] tear my yellow dress and, Cry and cry and cry.

Lama Del Rey for Elle UK by Thomas Whiteside.