Yes Ser Garlan the Gallant Tyrrel is one of my favourite minuscule characters in the ASOIAF, Loras admits Garlan is better than he is with a sword. Garlan also trains against 3 or 4 men at a time to better prepare him for battle. But yes alas he is married.
__________________
AS private parts we are to the gods, they play with us for their sport.
Yes Ser Garlan the Gallant Tyrrel is one of my favourite minuscule characters in the ASOIAF, Loras admits Garlan is better than he is with a sword. Garlan also trains against 3 or 4 men at a time to better prepare him for battle. But yes alas he is married.
Yep, but that still sucked for poor Sansa!
__________________
Rhaegar, despite wounding Robert, was struck down with a massive blow from Robert's warhammer, which scattered the rubies encrusted in Rhaegar's armor under the water. Rhaegar died with Lyanna Stark's name on his lips.
I had a dream last night that I had dyed my hair (as usual). Then I went to bed and when I woke up, my hair was wavy and platinum blonde like Dany's hair. And even though it would be a terrible look for me in real life, it looked strangely good. How's that for a girly weird GoT dream?
Bwahaha came here to post my dream and saw that BaS' was also hair-related. Ok, I shit you not, last night I dreamt that I was at the conference I'm presently attending and met with the mister, who's organizing it, and he pointed to a wig he put on the display near the buffet and said "isn't this lovely? it's an antique, it'll make a great impression." And I started to freak out because I realized that was...LORAS' WIG. The one from S1.
It does say strange fantasies welcome........... Taena Merryweather........MMMMMMMMMM!
Wow, Feathers, will pass on Taena but want your new avatar on the back of my biker coat, methinks!
__________________
Rhaegar, despite wounding Robert, was struck down with a massive blow from Robert's warhammer, which scattered the rubies encrusted in Rhaegar's armor under the water. Rhaegar died with Lyanna Stark's name on his lips.
Last night I dreamt Michelle Fairley had a heart-attack (on set somewhere) and I had to resuscitate her. The defribillator box was empty and there was only one of those Pulp Fiction adrenaline syringes in it (wut?). Somehow I remember I was doing those chestmassages (this was not a perv-sexdream btw) for twenty minutes, and then decided to go for the syringe. Where was the fucking ambulance? Anyway, the syringe did the trick and she was very thankful to me.
As weird as it may seem, last year, i dreamt of searching for Balon's dead body on a beach ....
That's so cool! Why don't I have asoiaf dreams? On second thought, ...nope, better not.
__________________
“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
I had another one last week or so, except I was watching an episode that *I've* written. Needless to say, it was awesome and it involved ancient egyptian aliens as the real threat to Westeros.
It would have been even better if I managed to squeeze a beach with Balon's dead body in there somewhere, but hell - you can't have everything.
I had another one last week or so, except I was watching an episode that *I've* written. Needless to say, it was awesome and it involved ancient egyptian aliens as the real threat to Westeros.
It would have been even better if I managed to squeeze a beach with Balon's dead body in there somewhere, but hell - you can't have everything.
Fuck, the ancient egyptian aliens are far better than any dead body... The others come from ancient Egypt, that's a better end that the officiel one i bet !
__________________
Je voudrais un croissant et une chaussette mignonne...
) for twenty minutes, and then decided to go for the syringe. Where was the fucking ambulance? Anyway, the syringe did the trick and she was very thankful to me.
The others come from ancient Egypt, that's a better end that the officiel one i bet !