No, don’t, don’t cut my hair, Ned loves my hair.
a young house tully:catelyn, lysa and edmure
→ In that dream she was always looking for her mother, stumbling through a wasted land of mud and blood and fire. It was always raining in that dream, and she could hear her mother screaming, but a monster with a dog’s head would not let her go save her. In that dream she was always weeping, like a frightened little girl
While at least two of these are
fairleyfairly known, and I think I saw another one around here too, why not throw them all in one single post?
Catelyn Tully/Stark Thoughts:
1.02 / 3.09