"ONE FOINE PIECE OF BLOG" - THE NEW YORK TIMES

THE MOONEATER


“I hate this Wall,” she said in a low angry voice. “Can you feel how cold it is?” “It’s made of ice,” Jon pointed out. “You know nothing, Jon Snow. This wall is made o’ blood.” […] It was near midnight before Jon reached the top. The stars were out again, and Ygritte was trembling from the climb. “I almost fell,” she said, with tears in her eyes. “Twice. Thrice. The Wall was trying t’ shake me off, I could feel it.” one of the tears broke free and trickled slowly down her cheek. “The worst is behind us.” Jon tried to sound confident. “Don’t be frightened.” He tried to put an arm around her. Ygritte slammed the heel of her hand into his chest, so hard it stung even through his layers of wool, mail, and boiled leather. “I wasn’t frightened.”


phantomrose96:

There’s such an important difference between

  • I’m so upset by this character’s death! I loved them so much and it was such an emotionally charged moment! I need a week to compose myself.
  • I’m so upset by this character’s death! I loved them so much and their death was utterly pointless. It was done for unnecessary shock value and the plot will definitely suffer for it. I need a week to stop fuming.


“I hate this Wall,” she said in a low angry voice. “Can you feel how cold it is?” “It’s made of ice,” Jon pointed out. “You know nothing, Jon Snow. This wall is made o’ blood.” […] It was near midnight before Jon reached the top. The stars were out again, and Ygritte was trembling from the climb. “I almost fell,” she said, with tears in her eyes. “Twice. Thrice. The Wall was trying t’ shake me off, I could feel it.” one of the tears broke free and trickled slowly down her cheek. “The worst is behind us.” Jon tried to sound confident. “Don’t be frightened.” He tried to put an arm around her. Ygritte slammed the heel of her hand into his chest, so hard it stung even through his layers of wool, mail, and boiled leather. “I wasn’t frightened.”


I used to be so excited about hearing what GoT decided to do with ASOIAF next season.

Now I’m like

*takes bottle of whiskey from cellar*
*fills cup*
*drinks cup*
*fills another cup*
*deep breath*
*prepares for worst*

Allright. Tell it to me straight, son. I can take it, just lay it on me. Imma take it like an adult.