THE LAST HEROES

Danyaryaweek Day 6 - Trauma and Loneliness

“Up here in her garden Dany sometimes felt like a god, living atop the highest mountain in the world.

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And saw her brother Rhaegar, mounted on a stallion as black as his armor. Fire glimmered red through the narrow eye slit of his helm.

“The last dragon.” Ser Jorah’s voice whispered faintly. “The last, the last.”

Smiling, he seized his dragon, flew it across the board. "I hope Your Grace will pardon me. Your king is trapped. Death in four."

The prince stared at the playing board. "My dragon—"

"—is too far away to save you. You should have moved her to the center of the battle."

"But you said—"

"I lied. Trust no one. And keep your dragon close."

“She opened her arms to the fire, embraced it, let it swallow her whole […] She felt strong and new and fierce”

Cat of the canals and her cats ♥︎

It wasn't Harren, Arya wanted to say, it was me. She had killed Chiswyck with a whisper, and she would kill two more before she was through. I'm the ghost in Harrenhal, she thought. And that night, there was one less name to hate. — A Clash of Kings - Arya VII

Part of her wanted to be a swan. The other part wanted to eat one. / "I used to be someone, but now I'm not. You can call me Cat, if you like. Who are you?" / I am a direwolf, and done with wooden teeth.

A Clash of Kings - Arya V / A Feast for Crows - Samwell III / A Clash of Kings - Arya X

every jonrya & ceslu parallel (8/?)

"You should look behind you, Lord Snow. The moon has kissed you and etched your shadow upon the ice twenty feet tall." Jon glanced over his shoulder. The shadow was there, just as she had said, etched in moonlight against the Wall. A girl in grey on a dying horse, he thought. Coming here, to you. Arya.

“I loved a maid as white as winter, with moonglow in her hair.”