Graphics Sansa Stark

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“my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.”

STARK CHILDREN AT THE BEGINNING OF THE FIRST BOOK.

“The snow drifted down and down, all in ghostly silence, and lay thick and unbroken on the ground. It was a place of whites and blacks and greys. White towers and white snow and white statues, black shadows and black trees, the dark grey sky above. A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here.”

every sansa moment: 16/?

So she wept, pleading through her door for them to tell her what was happening, calling for her father, for Septa Mordane, for the king, for her gallant prince. If the men guarding her heard her pleas, they gave no answer. The only time the door opened was late that night, when they thrust Jeyne Poole inside, bruised and shaking. “They’re killing everyone,” the steward’s daughter had shrieked at her. She went on and on. The Hound had broken down her door with a warhammer, she said. There were bodies on the stair of the Tower of the Hand, and the steps were slick with blood. Sansa dried her own tears as she struggled to comfort her friend. They went to sleep in the same bed, cradled in each other’s arms like sisters. (AGOT, Sansa IV)

My only expectation for the ending of Asoiaf is Sansa having a new direwolf pup.

You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you.