Every Man Must Die, Jon Snow. But

I Love Fantasy. I Grew Up Reading Fantasy. But, I Wanted To Put A Somewhat Different Spin On It. The Whole Trope Of Absolute Good Versus Absolute Evil, Which Was Wonderful In The Hands Of J.r. Tolkien, Became Cliche And Rote In The Hands Of The Many Tolkien Imitators That Followed.

Arya, What Are You Doing?" "syrio Says A Water Dancer Can Stand On One Toe For Hours." Her Hands Flailed At The Air To Steady Herself. Ned Had To Smile. "which Toe?" He Teased. "any Toe," Arya Said, Exasperated With The Question. She Hopped From Her Right Leg To Her Left, Swaying Dangerously Before She Regained Her Balance. "must You Do Your Standing Here?" He Asked. "it's A Long Hard Fall Down These Steps." "syrio Says A Water Dancer Never Falls.

Jon Shrugged. 'girls Get The Arms But Not The Swords. Bastards Get The Swords But Not The Arms. I Did Not Make The Rules, Little Sister.

I’d Be Anonymous. That’s What I’d Do Differently.

In King’s Landing, There Are Two Sorts Of People. The Players And The Pieces… Every Man’s A Piece To Start With, And Every Maid As Well. Even Some Who Think They Are Players." Petyr Baelish