– Valar Morghulis.
– Yes, all men must die, but we are not men.
Author: seareigns
She was sixteen, brown-haired and brown-eyed, slender and beautiful. The people called out her name as she passed, held up their children for her blessing, and scattered flowers under the hooves of her horse.
(via Zanita)
CHRYSOPOETICS
[noun]
manufacture of, or transmutation into, gold.
Eng: When I die I want all my functional organs to be donated, I want my body to be buried in the ground and not in a coffin, so the earth will feed from me as I fed from it for so long. That way I will never die.
Esp: Cuando muera quiero que todos mis órganos útiles sean donados, quiero que mi cuerpo sea enterrado en la tierra y no en un cajón, para que la tierra se alimente de mí como yo me alimenté de ella durante tanto tiempo. De esa forma nunca moriré.
Pain shuddered through him… and suddenly the bathhouse was spinning. Brienne caught him before he could fall. Her arm was all gooseflesh, clammy and chilled, but she was strong, and gentler than he would have thought. Gentler than Cersei, he thought as she helped him from the tub, his legs wobbly as a limp cock. “Guards!” he heard the wench shout. “The Kingslayer!”
Jaime, he thought, my name is Jaime.
SEAREIGNS 