He loved me. And I loved him. I cut him out of my heart because that’s what dad wanted. That’s what you wanted. And now the only person who saw me, who really saw me and still loved me, is dead. (…) Mistake of character? This is who I am.

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“You may call yourself a squire,” she told him, “but I’ve seen pages half your age who could have beat you bloody. If you stay with me, you’ll go to sleep with blisters on your hands and bruises on your arms most every night, and you’ll be so stiff and sore you’ll hardly sleep. You don’t want that.”

“I do,” the boy insisted. “I want that. The bruises and the blisters. I mean, I don’t, but I do. Ser. My lady.”

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thelasttargaryen:

100 Flawless Human Beings (in no particular order) - Paul Wesley [14/100]

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puckermanfabray:

lets play “which download link is the real one”

And that’s when they came. I felt a shadow above me. I looked up and saw a great swarm of butterflies. And they circled around me like leaves in a storm, floating, soft landing upon my head like a crown, a living crown. God’s signal to begin.

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- I was there. That day. I saw. The crown of butterflies. What did that mean to you, David?
- It’s hard to put in words. I grew up hearing your story, how the butterflies crowned your head, and you knew you were meant to be king. So when they came to me, I knew. It was God… speaking to me, a nothing farm boy, telling me to serve my king.
- And nothing else?
- What else could it mean?

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