got meme: [3/3] houses — house stark.
much like their sigil, the grey direwolf, house stark is the stuff of legend in the north and throughout the seven kingdoms. and their family words, “winter is coming”, serve as a reminder of their beginnings in the wake of the long night and a grim portent of things to come.
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.
Bran’s Summer came last. He was silver and smoke, with eyes of yellow gold that saw all there was to see. Smaller than Grey Wind, and more wary. Bran thought he was the smartest of the litter.
Part of you is Summer, and part of Summer is you.
Maester Luwin [had] built a little pottery boy and dressed him in Bran’s clothes and flung him off the wall into the yard below, to demonstrate what would happen to Bran if he fell. That had been fun, but afterward Bran just looked at the maester and said, “I’m not made of clay. And anyhow, I never fall.”
“Children are a battle of a different sort. A battle without banners or warhorns, but no less fierce. Carrying a child, bringing it into the world… As hard as birth can be, what comes after is even harder. At times I feel as though I am being torn apart. Would that there were five of me, one for each child, so I might keep them all safe.”