Will Martin
Will Martin
Will Martinis a New Zealand-born classical crossover singer...
fighting snow battle
We will fight a battle, and then we will rest. Alive or dead, we'll rest." - Jon Snow
home men garden
Once a man has seen a dragon in flight, let him stay home and tend his garden in content, someone had written once, for this wide world has no greater wonder." Tyrion scratched at his scar and tried to recall the author's name.
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.
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?