winter is coming
Olhos de ressaca? Vá, de ressaca.
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as did i, but alas we were both wrong.
Die if I must, let my bones turn to dust. I’m the Lord of the lake and I don’t want to leave. All who sail off the coast ever more will remember the tale of the ghost on the shore.
the moment of truth
the once and future queen