Hear me Roar

Posts Tagged: Gwendoline Christie

frompillow:

 Brienne’s enough.

frompillow:

 Brienne’s enough.

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amomentsindulgence:

“But why come back?”

amomentsindulgence:

“But why come back?”

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fuckyeahwinterfell:

Renly Baratheon with Catelyn Stark and Brienne

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tumblrofthrones:

Renly Baratheon (Gethin Anthony) and just behind, in the helmet, is Brienne of Tarth, played by Gwendoline Christie. I wish we could see more of her.

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“I am grateful, but… you were well away. Why come back?”A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged. “I dreamed of you,” he said.

“I am grateful, but… you were well away. Why come back?”
A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged. “I dreamed of you,” he said.

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fearisforthewinter:

 Jaime. The name was a knife, twisting in her belly. “I … you do not understand, Jaime … he saved me from being raped when the Bloody Mummers took us, and later he came back for me, he leapt into the bear pit empty-handed … I swear to you, he is not the man he was…”     
The words came rattling out, choked and broken, a stream as cold as ice. The northman said, “She says that you must choose. Take the sword and slay the Kingslayer, or be hanged for a betrayer. The sword or the noose, she says. Choose, she says. Choose.”  
Brienne remembered her dream, waiting in her father’s hall for the boy she was to marry. In the dream she had bitten off her tongue. My mouth was full of blood. She took a ragged breath and said, “I will not make that choice.”

fearisforthewinter:

Jaime. The name was a knife, twisting in her belly. “I … you do not understand, Jaime … he saved me from being raped when the Bloody Mummers took us, and later he came back for me, he leapt into the bear pit empty-handed … I swear to you, he is not the man he was…”    

The words came rattling out, choked and broken, a stream as cold as ice. The northman said, “She says that you must choose. Take the sword and slay the Kingslayer, or be hanged for a betrayer. The sword or the noose, she says. Choose, she says. Choose.” 

Brienne remembered her dream, waiting in her father’s hall for the boy she was to marry. In the dream she had bitten off her tongue. My mouth was full of blood. She took a ragged breath and said, “I will not make that choice.”

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