Sansa Stark, as Alayne Stone, in A Feast for Crows remembers Sandor Clegane the night of Blackwater, when he left her the Kingsguard white cloak during the night of the Blackwater Battle She could still remember how it felt, when
Daenerys Targaryen and Drogon vs The Long Night My interpretation for one of the main symbolic themes from A Song of Ice and Fire by George RR Martin Targaryen Fire and Blood and Dragons versus the Cold of the White
Targaryen princes dying in the dragon battle over Gods Eye’s dark waters Quotation from Fire & Blood by George RR Martin: The Dying of the Dragons, Rhaenyra Triumphant chapter Daemon ripped off his nephew’s helm and drove the sword down
In A Storm of Swords, Bran III by George RR Martin; Bran tells Meera and Jojen Reed the story he heard from Old Nan about Alysanne’s visit to the village of Queenscrown on her way to the Wall, such accounts
Ser Arthur Dayne, the Sword of the Morning, had a sad smile on his lips. The hilt of the greatsword Dawn poked up over his right shoulder. One passage from A Song of Ice and Fire by George RR Martin
Balerion and Maegor Targaryen are about to attack one knight of the Warrior’s Sons sacred Order; illustration for Fire & Blood by George R.R. Martin “Why we had to go & mess with Maegor?” That’s what I imagine the Warrior’s
From George R.R. Martin’s book Fire & Blood, the history of the Targaryen dynasty that ruled Westeros for three hundred years. I slew a thousand of them, but it will not bring him back” Prince Baelon Targaryen’s pain for his
Illustration for the chapter The Lost Lord from A Dance with Dragons by George RR Martin; The exiled Lord reflects on his past and his destiny looking at the skulls on poles belonging to the previous Captain Generals of the
Illustration for the book series A Song of Ice and Fire by George RR Martin Daemon Targaryen The Rogue Prince and his lover, the young girl Nettles, at the time they were in the Riverlands looking for Aemon One Eye
Reference excerpt from the book: The Forsaken; The Winds of Winter Now it was metal underneath the Crow’s Eye. A great, tall seat of razor-sharp iron of barbs and blades and broken swords, all dripping blood. Impaled upon the longer