The Color of A Lemon

Jo’s nineteen hair-pins all seemed stuck straight into her head, which was not exactly comfortable; but, dear me, let us be elegant or die.

Just imagine the force of the STARK childrens can become if they unite. Sansa a master of manipulation, Arya a stone cold killer, Jon a leader of men and Bran a warg and mystic.

Listen everyone!!! Look what I’ve found:

If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music, making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale

" For the most part, people go through the same experiences and think the same things, but somehow no one ever escapes the belief that his experience is unique in every conceivable way."

Staring at the stars was like staring backward in time, since some stars are so far away that their light takes millions of years just to reach us. That we see stars not as they look now, but as they were when dinosaurs roamed the earth. The whole concept just struck me as…amazing somehow.