When winter comes, you’ll hear no lions roar, no stags grazing the fields, no roses growing in the meadows. Not even the dragons breath will warm you in your halls. Only the wolf’s howl in the night. Winter is coming. Winter is here.
[read on AO3] – Sansa is out trick or treating with Arya, as she meets the girl who has just moved into town. The girl with the three lizards, and the eyes which make her feel all sorts of things.
life is not a song 