+ Sword + In + The + Darkness

          “Well, I guess you have not met many like me before.”

           Fìli saw carefully to the wolf and was very nervous             when he noticed the animal did not really trust him.             He decided to be careful and made a small step            aside. Yes, it was good to keep some distance.

Jon gently pushed down on Ghost's back, silently bidding him to sit, which he did. "I have only met one dwarf in my life, and he was nothing like you," the crow said. His dark eyes narrowed as he thought of how out of place the imp seemed on the Wall.

Game of thrones in Frank Miller’s style

Jon Snow by duhi

The Night’s Watch

Everybody’s playing the game, But nobody’s rules are the same, Nobody’s on nobody’s side. Better learn to go it alone, Recognize you’re out on your own, Nobody’s on nobody’s side.

After a looong morning of Game of Thrones,this is the result.

Jon ”Discomfort” Snow.

He remembered the smell of her hair, the warmth of her body. You were wrong to love her, a voice whispered. You were wrong to leave her, a different voice insisted.

                   Red eyes like fire fixed the direction in which the sound came. Ghost set up his fut. He was ready. No matter what or who it was, he was ready. He would protect his master. A red wildling girl came out of the bushes. Ghost bared his teeth. He did not know her, but her scent. This sounded familiar. Previously, he had smelled his master.

"Oh-!"

The crow breathed a sigh of relief. It was just Ygritte. 

"Easy, Ghost. This is a friend," he told the wolf, then invited the wildling to sit by the fire. He offered her the rest of his share of the meager meal, since by now he was used to starving. 

                                   He almost fell in the snow, could Jon not hold him. He clutched him firmly and continued to laugh. ”—- Oh my brother, if I did not have you.” He rested his head on his brother’s shoulder.

                  ”—- You know I love you, right? You are my brother. Next time we should work together to drink. Just you and me. ” He laughed to himself, and could barely stand on his feet.

"Not truly-- but thank you, anyway," Jon reminded him. He helped Robb along with one strong arm about his waist, then set him down onto the bed once they reached his room. 

"Sure-- I'd like that. If you have any wine secreted away in here, we can start right now," he suggested, shrugging one shoulder. His half-brother's words lifted his spirits immensely.

        “I crossed the mountains of my country without any purpose.”        None of the true reasons needed to be spoken and he was        careful with any stranger. But it was more the giant wolf what        let the dwarf feel nervous. He had heard stories of this foreign        land but never believed much of it. Fíli didn’t mind all the snow        here but then it still felt cold ,even for him. “I’m just a wanderer.”

"It's hard to believe anyone would brave those peaks without a purpose," Jon answered. From his experience, everyone came to the far north with purpose, even if they did not know it yet. Ghost lingered at the crow's side, yet remained still and neutral, only staring at the dwarf with his deep red eyes.

»——>             It was only a castle when she began,                                                             but before very long Sansa knew it was                                                                             Winterfell.

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  "Mance knows ‘ow t’ make crows sing. You’ll be in for a long night if you last tha’ long.”

[Thwacks him lightly against the head with his own blade.]

"Oof------!"

[Stumbled forward a few steps, then jerks when the lead they have him on loses slack.]

I'm no bird. I won't sing for him. Or-- you!

"People learn to love their c h a i n s.”