Anoud, fifteen.

Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell's grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan's stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow's smile.

(via mockingfire)

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Don’t ask me because I don’t know.

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Magic is the reason I left. I lost everything because of it. Magic destroyed my family.

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favorite album 2/2
∙ imagine dragons - night visions

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The only one who chose her.

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denaerys:

thechevroletimpala:

but what’s the stark motto when it is winter

#put a fuckin coat on lil bitch

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I have to go meet Teddy. I should go.

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thedancingdetective:

#their entire relationship summed up in one gif

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