Thank you, Mr. Gol- Rumplestiltskin, for believing us. I know that time travel is hard to swallow. Not as hard as the other mystery you’ve presented me.
....All it took was meeting the right person and everything changed.
I am haunted by all the editions of books that are prettier than the ones I already own.
I CAN’T GET OVER HOW DRAMATIC THIS REACTION IS
"oh look at me just casually doing a junket interview wHEN SUDDENLY NATURE AND ITS AMAZING POWER excuse me i must poem"
excuse me i must poem
The wolf was looking at her. Its jaws were red and wet and its eyes glowed golden in the dark room. It was Bran’s wolf, she realized. Of course it was. “Thank you,” Catelyn whispered, her voice faint and tiny. She lifted her hand, trembling. The wolf padded closer, sniffed at her fingers, then licked at the blood with a wet rough tongue. When it had cleaned all the blood off her hand, it turned away silently and jumped up on Bran’s bed and lay down beside him. Catelyn began to laugh hysterically.
will probably reblog this for the rest of forever