Posts tagged rickon stark
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies…
the man who never reads lives only one.
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives
(Source: princessaryastark, via thegame-ofthrones)
In the darkened forest deep,
In silence now they run.
Like shadowed ghosts through forest, sweep.
Their hunting’s now begun.
(Source: bericdondarrion)
(via pinupinthetardis)
“Our children, Ned, all of our sweet babes.”
(Source: davosseaworth, via pinupinthetardis)
He missed his true brothers: little Rickon, bright eyes shining as he begged for a sweet; Robb, his rival and best friend and constant companion; Bran, stubborn and curious, always wanting to follow and join in whatever Jon and Robb were doing. He missed the girls too, even Sansa, who never called him anything but “my half brother” since she was old enough to understand what bastard meant. And Arya… he missed her even more than Robb, skinny little thing that she was, all scraped knees and tangled hair and torn clothes, so fierce and willful. Arya never seemed to fit, no more than he had… yet she could always make Jon smile. He would give anything to be with her now, to muss up her hair once more and watch her make a face, to hear her finish a sentence with him. - Jon III, A Game of Thrones
(Source: anguys)
there were once brothers and sister
growing up together, loving each other
but they left us with only ghosts and memories
(Source: bericdondarrion)
Will he howl for me when I’m dead, as Bran’s wolf howled when he fell? Will Shaggydog howl, far off in Winterfell, and Grey Wind and Nymeria, wherever they might be?
(Source: jessepinkmalion)
There is something unnatural about those animals… they are dangerous.
(Source: bericdondarrion, via lady-tyrell)
