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‘Promise me,’ she had cried, in a room that smelled of blood and roses. ‘Promise me, Ned’…Ned remembered the way she had smiled then, how tightly her fingers had clutched his as she gave up her hold on life, the rose petals spilling from her palm, dead and black…
‘I bring her flowers when I can,’ {Ned} said. ‘Lyanna was…fond of flowers.’
"Arya Stark by *ladywinde
Arya Stark and Needle. The young lady who wants to be a warrior. Seperated from her family she’s played the part of boy, cup bearer, and others (don’t want to be too specific for those who haven’t read the books) to survive.
“This world is twisted beyond hope, when lowborn smugglers must vouch for the honor of kings”
Arya Stark
This started out as just a sketchy doodle I was doing to practice some more with my tablet. Then I decided to turn it into Arya from Game of Thrones - probably around the middle of Book 2, Clash of Kings.
