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"D'you remember that cave? We should have stayed in that cave. I told you so'"
'We'll go back to the cave,' he said. 'You're not going to die Ygritte. You're not.'
"Oh." Ygritte cupped his cheek with her hand. "You know nothing, Jon Snow," she sighed, dying."
Chapter 55 (Jon VII).
— Aug 13, 2025 11:20AM
"D'you remember that cave? We should have stayed in that cave. I told you so'"
'We'll go back to the cave,' he said. 'You're not going to die Ygritte. You're not.'
"Oh." Ygritte cupped his cheek with her hand. "You know nothing, Jon Snow," she sighed, dying."
Chapter 55 (Jon VII).
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"The white tears and the red ones ran together until her face was torn and tattered, the face that Ned had loved. Catelyn Stark raised her hands and watched the blood run down her long fingers, over her wrists, beneath the sleeves of her gown. Slow red worms crawled along her arms and under her clothes. It tickles. That made her laugh until she screamed."
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— Aug 09, 2025 01:04PM
"The white tears and the red ones ran together until her face was torn and tattered, the face that Ned had loved. Catelyn Stark raised her hands and watched the blood run down her long fingers, over her wrists, beneath the sleeves of her gown. Slow red worms crawled along her arms and under her clothes. It tickles. That made her laugh until she screamed."
Chapter 51 (Catelyn VII).
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The white tears and the red ones ran together until her face was torn and tattered, the face that Ned had loved. Catelyn Stark raised her hands and watched the blood run down her long fingers, over her wrists, beneath the sleeves of her gown. Slow red worms crawled along her arms and under her clothes. It tickles. That made her laugh until she screamed.
— Aug 09, 2025 12:55PM
The white tears and the red ones ran together until her face was torn and tattered, the face that Ned had loved. Catelyn Stark raised her hands and watched the blood run down her long fingers, over her wrists, beneath the sleeves of her gown. Slow red worms crawled along her arms and under her clothes. It tickles. That made her laugh until she screamed.
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Aug 15, 2025 02:36AM
"she sighed, dying" me parece comédico... barras de grr martin
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