remember whenbloodofpykeMarch 17 2012, 03:21:10 UTC
It was biting at him, the cold, and he shivered under his furs, imaged his bones poking through and rattling along with him, and then he heard footsteps, light and soft, and he stopped thinking, only looked up. Sansa, he remembered, and for a half a beat he tried to find a rhyme for her--you had to know your name--but then he remembered, and he looked at her eyes and tried to smile for her, tried to show that he was still Theon.
“They tell me you never killed my brothers,” she said, voice cool and smooth. His head shook, and he tried to find words, but couldn’t. It didn’t matter, though, she was looking down at him and her mouth was moving again. “They also tell me you never destroyed Winterfell.” A beat, and then she was kneeling next to him, skirts pooling on the stone, and her voice sounded broken when she spoke again. “Why?” she asked, and he didn’t know if she was asking about Bran and Rickon, about Winterfell, about Robb, about the war, so he kept silent and moved a hand to her shoulder, thinking at how small it looked against
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“They tell me you never killed my brothers,” she said, voice cool and smooth. His head shook, and he tried to find words, but couldn’t. It didn’t matter, though, she was looking down at him and her mouth was moving again. “They also tell me you never destroyed Winterfell.” A beat, and then she was kneeling next to him, skirts pooling on the stone, and her voice sounded broken when she spoke again. “Why?” she asked, and he didn’t know if she was asking about Bran and Rickon, about Winterfell, about Robb, about the war, so he kept silent and moved a hand to her shoulder, thinking at how small it looked against ( ... )
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