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LOVE LOVE LOVE. For those who haven’t watched the first season and/or want to read the books don’t watch this IT CONTAINS SPOILERS.

fearisforthewinter:

In her hand, Needle seemed to whisper to her. Stick them with the pointy end, it said, and, don’t tell Sansa! Mikken’s mark was on the blade. It’s just a sword. If she needed a sword, there were a hundred under the temple. Needle was too small to be a proper sword, it was hardly more than a toy. She’d been a stupid little girl when Jon had it made for her. “It’s just a sword,” she said, aloud this time …

… but it wasn’t.

Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile. He used to mess my hair and call me “little sister,” she remembered, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes.

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My life.

I. Love. This. Show. I’m stalking its tumblr cause I can’t stand the fact that I can’t watch it til freaking April. APRIL GOD DAMMIT. I wasn’t even watching it as it aired and I still have to wait forever for it…Guess I’ll start reading the books the show is based off of.

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