You’re a mother, aren’t you? There’s kindness in your eyes.
And sadness. But a ferocity too.
It’s you and me that matters to me and you.
This is amazing c:
“All Unsullied boys are given new names when they are cut: Grey Worm, Red Flea, Black Rat. Names that remind them what they are - vermin.”
Paris had for a long time been ready for a commotion. As we have said, the great city is like a piece of artillery; when it is loaded the falling of one spark is enough, the shot goes off. In June 1832, the spark was the death of General Lamarque.
“When the sun rises in the wes and sets in the east”, said MIrri Maz Duur. “When the seas go dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves. When your womb quickens again, and you bear a living child. Then he will return, and not before.”