Oh, my sweet summer child. What do you know about fear? Fear is for the winter when the snows fall a hundred feet deep. Fear is for the the long nights when the sun hides for years, and children are born and live and die, all in darkness. That is the time for fear, my little lord.
My ship for next season is the Stark Sisters™ banding together to collectively kick Jon’s ass while Bran pulls receipts when he shows up to Winterfell with Its not Delivery it’s DiGiornos for the disrespect he did to the North, his bannermen, and Robb’s memory
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