☽✧melinoya(rt)✧☾

you cannot stop the spiraling all-consuming consequences of war you cannot control the dragons and you cannot stop your children from being the thing that you have asked them to make of themselves like that’s the show.

and the septons say we must love our brothers. i will go to my grave thinking of my brother's peach. dear brother, i had hoped you were dead. they're not supposed to have statues, but my father loved them so much he had them done. when we were girls together, we had a private language, she and i. we're not friends, we're brothers. you may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. i have to be as brave as robb. the sound of a door opening, the scream of a rusted iron hinge. it all goes back and back, to our mothers and fathers and theirs before them; we are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us, and one day our own children will take up our strings and dance on in our steads