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Nothing like the threat of sudden death for killing a romantic mood.
Lending considerable support to the maxim that men always hate in others what is most hateful in themselves.
‘We are very happy,’ said Finree. Good for you. I want to kill myself.
When you’re planning what to do, always think of doing nothing first, see where that gets you.
‘Armour …’ mused Whirrun, licking a finger and scrubbing some speck of dirt from the pommel of his sword, ‘is part of a state of mind … in which you admit the possibility … of being hit.’
Gorst’s favourite time of the day. One could almost pretend no one will ever talk again.
The light came and went as the clouds tore across the sky, showing a glimpse of the big full moon then hiding it away, like a clever whore might show a glimpse of tit once in a while, just to keep the punters eager.
