Prince Rhaegar Loved His Lady Lyanna, And

I Rose Too High, Loved Too Hard, Dared Too Much. I Tried To Grasp A Star, Overreached, And Fell.

Chaos Isn’t A Pit. Chaos Is A Ladder. Many Who Try To Climb It Fail And Never Get To Try Again. The Fall Breaks Them. And Some Are Given A Chance To Climb, But They Refuse. They Cling To The Realm, Or The Gods, Or Love. Illusions. Only The Ladder Is Real. The Climb Is All There Is.

There’s An Old Writing Rule That Says ‘don’t Have Two Character Names Start With The Same Letter’, But I Knew At The Beginning That I Was Going To Have More Than 26 Characters, So I Was In Trouble There. Ultimately It Comes Down To What Sounds Right. And I Struggle With That, Finding The Right Name For A Character. If I Can’t Find The Right Name I Don’t Know Who The Character Is And I Can’t Proceed.

If Half An Onion Is Black With Rot, It Is A Rotten Onion. A Man Is Good Or He Is Evil. (melisandre Of Asshai)

Words Are Wind, Brienne Told Herself. They Cannot Hurt You. Let Them Wash Over You.