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«She took a breath to quiet the howling in her heart, trying to remember more of what she’d dreamt, but most of it had gone already. There had been blood in it, though, and a full moon overhead, and a tree that watched her as she ran» TWOW - Mercy (Arya I)
Hope to see these two link up through the weirwood/warg network
The winters are hard, but the Starks will endure. We always have.
book 1 pov characters: bran
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Bran was not impressed. There were crows' nests atop the broken tower, where no one ever went but him, and sometimes he filled his pockets with corn before he climbed up there and the crows ate it right out of his hand. None of them had ever shown the slightest bit of interest in pecking out his eyes. -agot, bran ii
—do trees dream?
Day 2: Family
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
arya stark appreciation week → day 2: family (bran stark)
The world moved dizzily around him. White trees, black sky, red flames, everything was whirling, shifting, spinning. He felt himself stumbling [...] A cloud of ravens was pouring from the cave, and he saw a little girl with a torch in hand, darting this way and that. For a moment Bran thought it was his sister Arya … madly, for he knew his older sister was a thousand leagues away, or dead. And yet there she was, whirling, a scrawny thing, ragged, wild, her hair atangle. Tears filled Hodor’s eyes and froze there.
A Dance with Dragons, Bran II
your whole blog is so incredible, your posts, your art, your reposts! you make my day brighter! if you ever take requests, maybe some arya and bran? I always thought they were twins when I started the show wayyyy back when, and they have one of my favorite tiny little bonds in the books. though I am biased, as my family set up is exactly like the starks (including a jon and a theon, three older brothers, my older sister, me and my twin brother, and a baby brother) and my twin and I are very much like arya and bran!
