#jonsastan

Queen of Love and Beauty

It was the tourney of the Awaited Spring, of the Rising Light, of the Dragon and the Wolf. It was the tourney to celebrate the coming of Spring and end of Winter.

Winter is coming

The words of his uncle’s house, of his mother’s house echoed in his head. Aye, Winter is always coming, but now it is spring. And Jon had thought he would never see another spring, never see grass, or trees, or flowers. Never see that copper hair flowing in the breeze.