Will Martin
Will Martin
Will Martinis a New Zealand-born classical crossover singer...
bitter treason bitter-truth
Is it treason to say the truth? A bitter truth, but no less true for that.
horse fall battle
One of your northmen hit me with a morningstar during the battle on the Green Fork. I escaped him by falling off my horse. (Tyrion)
kings honor world
This world is twisted beyond hope, when lowborn smugglers must vouch for the honor of kings.
accusation being-true wells
It was astonishing to see how angry Cersei could wax over accusations she knew perfectly well to be true.
kings war hero
We were king’s men, knights, and heroes . . . but some knights are dark and full of terror, my lady. War makes monsters of us all.” “Are you saying you are monsters?” “I am saying we are human. You are not the only one with wounds, Lady Brienne
brave weasels geese
Ser Cleos looked like a weasel, fought like a goose, and had the courage of an especially brave ewe.
looks lost ifs
If I look back I am lost.
differences life-and-death steel
He drew the dagger and laid it on the table between them; a length of dragonbone and Valyrian steel, as sharp as the difference between right and wrong, between true and false, between life and death.
night dragons jars
One night, in his cups, he drank a jar of wildfire, after telling his friends it would transform him into a dragon, but the gods were kind and it transformed him into a corpse.
sober
I stayed sober for this?
summer sweet children
Oh, my sweet summer child," Old Nan said quietly, "what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children are born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt and hungry, and the white walkers move through the woods
laughter winter men
They say it grows so cold up here in winter that a man’s laughter freezes in his throat and chokes him to death,” Ned said evenly. “Perhaps that is why the Starks have so little humor.
kings voice bread
In a heartbeat, a thousand voices took up the chant. King Joffrey and King Robb and King Stannis were forgotten, and King Bread ruled alone. "Bread." they clamored. "Bread, Bread!
wall
Spikes, " he sighed. "Heads. Walls.