Aries: “I am the blood of the dragon. I must be strong. I must have fire in my eyes when I face them, not tears.” Daenerys Targaryen
Taurus: “What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.”Aemon Targaryen
Gemini: “Pretty thing, and such a bad liar. A dog can smell a lie, you know. Look around you, and take a good whiff. They’re all liars here… and every one better than you.”Sandor Clegane
Cancer: “Every man who walks the earth casts a shadow on the world. Some are thin and weak, others long and dark. You should look behind you, Lord Snow. The moon has kissed you and etched your shadow upon the ice twenty feet tall.”Melisandre
Leo:“A lion doesn’t concern himself with the opinion of a sheep.”Tywin Lannister
Virgo:“Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.” Tyrion Lannister
Libra:“You waste time trying to get people to love you, you’ll end up the most popular dead man in town.”Bronn
Scorpio: “Swift as a deer. Quiet as shadow. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Quick as a snake. Calm as still water. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Strong as a bear. Fierce as a wolverine. Fear cuts deeper than swords. The man who fears losing has already lost. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Fear cuts deeper than swords.” Arya Stark
Sagittarius: “You will have little joy of your command, but I think you have the strength in you to do the things that must be done. Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born.” Aemon Targaryen
Capricorn: “Windy and cold and damp. A miserable hard place, in truth… but my lord father once told me that hard places breed hard men, and hard men rule the world.” Theon Greyjoy
Aquarius:“A mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge.”Tyrion Lannister
Pisces:“I rose too high, loved too hard, dared too much. I tried to grasp a star, overreached, and fell.”Jon Snow
SANSAWEEK | day 5: favourite chapter – A Storm of Swords, Sansa VII
Her boots tore ankle-deep holes into the smooth white surface of the snow, yet made no sound. Sansa drifted past frosted shrubs and thin dark trees, and wondered if she were still dreaming. Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover’s kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the ground, she turned her face up to the sky and closed her eyes. She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.
Aries: An emperor decked in robes made from spiders silk, attendants watching silently as the room fills with pipe smoke. The rain outside the palace grows louder, he is deep in thought.
Taurus: The usurper, the hunter of kings. Golden Diadems crushed underfoot. A twisted hunting horn, a gift from something thought long dead.
Gemini: A philosopher king, a holy king, a conqueror and a liberator. Evenings in the palace archives filled with tea and chess and maps of lands he has never met. A veil, a crooked walking stick.
Cancer: A dead queen, but a queen nonetheless. Clothing covered in shimmering azure beads.
Exposed bone and fossilized flesh deftly manipulate sewing needles made from her fathers ribs.
Leo: A young king, a king who never should have been. Watery blue eyes, and grit teeth, trying to stay composed till the last moment. A king that would give everything.
Virgo: A wild queen, more scars than flesh, disfigured by years of war. A cruel, damaged blade at her side, festering with the scent of a recent kill. Gauze strips inlaid with arcane symbols, glowing faintly in the starlight.
Libra: A mysterious ruler, ever silent, ever masked. A great, white steed with unblinking eyes and decked in barbed armor.
Scorpio: A holy queen, though none would rightly guess so. Sight beyond. Grisly rituals. Quiet dead. A queen of rest.
Ophiuchus: A pontiff, a shepherd, a leader, but by no means a king. A guide, one who stayed behind to show his disciples the way. Evenings in meditation, gazing at the horizon, silently envious of those who found their wings and teeth.
Sagittarius: A queen in finery that strolls the boulevards of the castle town. Her affect is not one of carelessness, it is one of confidence. Bodyguards watch her every step, moving in the shadows like cats.
Capricorn: A lost king, hidden far from the sun and wind. Those who venture too far north slowly begin to hear him. How sweetly he sings, how lonely his song. A ruined, sunken court.
Aquarius: A mad king. Whispers in the night of impending treachery, of spies in the walls, of lying allies. He assembles his cabinet in the dark of night, and makes plans for war.
Pisces: A queen of thieves. She sits sideways on the throne, idly twirling the crown around her finger.
life is not a song 