And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,
and not a soul to hear.
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.Team, Schnee0
'You know nothing, Jon Snow'
All that Syrio Forel had taught her went racing through her head. Swift as a deer. Quiet as a shadow. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Quick as a snake. Calm as still water. Fear cuts deeper than swords. The man who fears losing has already lost. Fear cuts deeper than swords.Fear0
'A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies,' said Jojen. 'The man who never reads lives only once.'Imagination, Reading0