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These Aemon passages are so beautiful

"The gods wanted me to have it. Not the Seven, not Him of Many Faces, but her father's gods, the old gods of the north." 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

"Even a priest may doubt. Even a prophet may know terror. Aeron Damphair reached within himself for his god and discovered only silence. As a thousand voices shouted out his brother's name, all he could hear was the scream of a rusted iron hinge."

brienne and podrick are so beloved to me but the sansa chapters remain a unique form of psychological torture

something deeply moving about brienne's devotion to keeping her promise to catelyn and protecting sansa

Jon smiled a strange, sad smile. "And pull your hood up. The snowflakes are melting in your hair."

... this callback to his last goodbye to robb what if i KILL myself