With accursed blood in his veins,  
the sun scorns him,  
its light a sharp reminder of what he’ll never be,  
while shadows gather like old friends,...

He hated fire for as long as he could remember. His mind drifting momentarily to the flames that scorched his childhood

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When winter comes for war,  

You shall hear no Lions roar,  

Their strength quieted,...

What makes one human?
The body with its shape,
the pulse that beats beneath the skin,
or is it the mind that thinks,
the soul that feels...

"If this puppet could feel only one emotion, it would be hatred."

Forged from a heart of hatred,

a pup...

Before everyone left Winterfell, when the family was still together. Everything was happier then, wasn't it?

"...If I were human...would I understand you better?"

What he yearns for, more than anything, is understanding. Understanding of what makes a huma...

"A product of this place is what I am. All I have is my appearance, that is where all my value lies."

He believed that, truly believed that. It had been groomed and beaten into him...

Before everyone left Winterfell, when the family was still together. Everything was happier then, wasn't it?

(Note: This ...

"I never hast friends, only meiny. 'Tis a divers sort of loneliness, surrounded by people whom claim to love me, yet are only bewitched by something I bear no control over."

The que...

"I just need to finish this first, then I will get some rest. Is that satisfactory?"

It is a lie, and an obvious one.
Robb is overworking himse...