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Impulseyoull never catch us, O Wind,
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we have wings, we have each other,
we have the sweet tangerine dreams
of how wed like things to be,
how we wish they are,
and the most delicious,
how they are.
[and how we never
dared to dream
it would be.
how it is.]
youll never sink us, O Sea,
we have the promise that
everything will be alright
we have the protection of knowing
that our loves a sturdy ship,
and that your waves cant reach us.
[but even if you do,
this captains going down with the ship.]
youll never touch us, O Fear,
whispers of failure wont deter us,
were going somewhere
where you cant reach us,
into a life of brisk Parisian mornings,
and sultry Indian nights.
well dine with czars and sultans,
with kings and queens,
you wont stop us.
[you cant stop us.]
you shelter us, O Nature,
humid nights under umbrellas of green,
the meperidine of holding you in my arms,
the analgesia of your kiss as sleep catche
The unbroken chain“Welcome to the wall. I am Ezara, your master at arms. This is Cale, my wolf. And that” The tall scarred man turns and makes a sweeping gestures at the colossal glacial construct that seems to stretch forever in all directions.
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“Is the wall. We serve the kingdom here. We serve all of Westeros from the tip of Dorne to Kings landing, and of course here in the north. We serve peasants and kings, and likewise our brotherhood is made of peasants… and Kings. Isn’t that right your grace?” The Master at arms laughs a mirthful, but still bitter, chuckle as he looks over his shoulder at the man who was once king, now busily scraping out a raven’s cage. The former lord scowls at him.
“Yes. Sir” He nearly chokes on the anger in his voice.
“There you go. Whoever you once were, you can be someone else now, whatever family you had is gone, replaced by a much bigger, and probably uglier, brotherhood. In time some of you will learn to like it