“Dalla told me something once. Val’s sister, Mance Rayder’s wife. She said that sorcery was a sword without a hilt. There is no safe way to grasp it.” “A wise woman.” Melisandre rose, her red robes stirring in the wind. “A sword without a hilt is still a sword, though, and a sword is a fine thing to have when foes are all about.”
"Jalan Atthirari Anni." Moon of My Life
"Shekh Ma Shieraki Anni." My Sun and Stars
© Anna O.
Queen you shall be… until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear. [x]
Isn’t that always the way with brothers? They hate… and love each other all the time.
Cool ghost photography by surrealist photographer Cristopher McKenney.
I’m not well suited for imprisonment. Shocking, I know. Some men are. Ned Stark; I imagine he made an excellent prisoner right up until the end. But me, though - my life has left me uniquely unfit for constraint.
Melisandre- If you ever need me, happiness is just a teardrop away!
Stannis- Thanks, but we’re full of happiness here already! Happy Happy Happy!