bran’s vision

WHAT SHOW DID THEY THINK THEY WERE MAKING

Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile.

I want his annihilation, Mordred. I want to put his head on a spike and watch as the crows feast on his eyes

Character Designs from Peter Pan by Marc Davis

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