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winter lives in my bones

It´s all I´ve ever known

“Remember that, Bran. Remember yourself, or the wolf will consume you. When you join, it is not enough to run and hunt and howl in Summer’s skin.”

“Remember that, Bran. Remember yourself, or the wolf will consume you. When you join, it is not enough to run and hunt and howl in Summer’s skin.”



richeybeckett:

My original piece for the Mondo/HBO GAME OF THRONES art show, which opened last night in Austin, Texas. Ink on paper.

richeybeckett:

My original piece for the Mondo/HBO GAME OF THRONES art show, which opened last night in Austin, Texas. Ink on paper.





I have these dreams sometimes.




“Never fear the darkness, Bran.” The lord’s words were accompanied by a faint rustling of wood and leaf, a slight twisting of his head. “The strongest trees are rooted in the dark places of the earth. Darkness will be your cloak, your shield, your mother’s milk. Darkness will make you strong.”

“Never fear the darkness, Bran.” The lord’s words were accompanied by a faint rustling of wood and leaf, a slight twisting of his head. “The strongest trees are rooted in the dark places of the earth. Darkness will be your cloak, your shield, your mother’s milk. Darkness will make you strong.”



Favorite GoT characters | Bran Stark

“The stone is strong - Bran told himself - the roots of the trees go deep, and under the ground the Kings of Winter sit their thrones. So long as those remained, Winterfell remained. It was not dead, just broken. Like me - he thought. I’m not dead either.”



i dreamed of a winged wolf bound to earth with grey stone chains; a crow was trying to peck through the chains, but the stone was too hard and his beak could only chip at them.

i dreamed of a winged wolf bound to earth with grey stone chains; a crow was trying to peck through the chains, but the stone was too hard and his beak could only chip at them.





daniel-black:

rainwoods:

“Our children, Ned, all of our sweet babes.”

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Now you know, the crow whispered as it sat on his shoulder. Now you know why you must live.

“Why?” Bran said, not understanding, falling, falling.

Because winter is coming.