Will Martin
Will Martin
Will Martinis a New Zealand-born classical crossover singer...
hate night names
She had killed him with a whisper, and she would kill two more before she was through. I’m the ghost in Harrenhal, she thought. And that night, there was one less name to hate.
kings wall mean
Now I understand why King Stannis let the wildlings through the Wall. He means for us to eat them.
night vex steps
There are too many steps in this castle, and it seems to me they add a few every night, just to vex me" - Maester Cressen
dog men hands
Arya lifted her gaze from the dead man and his dead dog. Jaqen H'ghar was leaning up against the side of the Wailing Tower. When he saw her looking, he lifted a hand to his face and laid two fingers casually against his cheek.
doors left
Some doors are best left closed.
numbers stories endless
I never finished any of my early stories. They were all beginnings, an endless number of beginnings.
stannis loses
They will not love me, you say? When have they ever loved me? How can I lose something I have never owned? - Stannis
bitter treason bitter-truth
Is it treason to say the truth? A bitter truth, but no less true for that.
stars snow looks
We look up at the same stars and see such different things." - Jon Snow
fighting snow battle
We will fight a battle, and then we will rest. Alive or dead, we'll rest." - Jon Snow
pain giving snow
I don’t know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion.” “What help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs.” “You gave me help when I needed it” Jon Snow said. “I gave you nothing,” Tyrion said. “Words.” “Then give your words to Bran too.
hate faults window
She went to the window seat and sat there, sniffling, hating them all, and herself most of all. It was all her fault, everything bad that had happened.
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)
fighting men crowns
Robert was never the same after he put on that crown. Some men are like swords, made for fighting. Hang them up and they go to rust.