I can’t remember when we first began to kiss. It was innocent at first. Until it wasn’t

the house is sick, so i am sick. all the houses are sick. everyone is dying. the winter will never end.

Deathless, Catherynne M. Valente

They mean to scare me. The fool hopped on Jaime’s back giggling, as the Dothraki swaggered toward him. The goat wants me to piss my breaches and big his mercy, but he’ll never have that pleasure. He was a Lannister of Casterly Rock, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard; no sellsword would make him scream.

Sunlight ran silver along the edge of the arakh as it came shivering down, almost too fast to see. And Jaime screamed.

“King Jaehaerys once told me that madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a new Targaryen is born, he said, the gods toss the coin in the air, and the world holds its breath to see how it will land.” 

Ser Barristan Selmy, a Storm of Swords

I know all the stories. The boyars always shave their beards. The church always splits. Ukraine always withers in a poison wind. But I still want to hear the world tell them the way only it can tell them. I want to quiver when the world imitates the wolf. It still has to happen for it to happen.

DEATHLESS, Catherynne M Valente