the rain on his face felt like tears .

it was said that no man ever knew him 、 truly .

better dead than this .

good . the more he laughs 、 the less he is a threat . let them all laugh .

enemies all around him 、 daggers in the dark .

something was coming up out of the darkness 、 out of the bowels of the earth .

he never felt the fourth stab . only the cold .

﹠ from that 、 came all of this .

sorcerers die the same as other men 、 once you cut their heads off .

only a fool humbles himself when the world is so full of men eager to do that job for him .

i stopped believing in gods the day i saw my parents die . any gods so monstrous as to allow that would never have my worship 、 i vowed .

no 、 don’t cut my hair 、 ned loves my hair .

why would the stars want to look down on such as me ׅׅ𖤠.

this is how an enemy should be dealt with : a dagger 、 not a declaration .

sometimes i think everyone is just pretending to be brave 、 ﹠ none of us really are . maybe pretending is how you get brave 、 i don’t know .

let me bathe in their blood before i die . i want to feel it spatter across my face 、 i want to lick it off my lips ﹠ die with the taste of it on my tongue .

this chance will never come again 、 i must risk it all .

history is a wheel 、 for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging . what has happened before will perforce happen again .

the rain on his face felt like tears .

there are no heroes . in real life 、 the monsters win .