Swift as a deer. Quiet as a shadow. Fear cuts deeper than swords.
Quick as a snake. Calm as still water. Fear cuts deeper than swords.

(Source: acciopond)

(Source: aryasnark)

what do we say to the god of death?

not today

all men must die

(Source: fearisforthewinter)

horkbajir:

By the third day, Arya could have asked the questions herself. 

(Source: bloodrider)

She dreamed of wolves that night, stalking through a wet wood with the smell of rain and rot and blood thick in the air. Only they were good smells in the dream, and Arya knew she had nothing to fear. She was strong and swift and fierce, and her pack was all around her, her brothers and her sisters. They ran down a frightened horse together, tore its throat out, and feasted. And when the moon broke through the clouds, she threw back her head and howled.

(Source: rosalindlutecess)

patbee:

30 Hours of Game of Thrones, Hour 1: Your Favorite Female Character

“Is there gold hidden in the village? Is there silver? Gems? Is there food? Where is Lord Beric? Where did he go? How many men were with him? How many knights? How many bowmen? How many, how many, how many, how many, how many, how many? Is there gold in the village?” – Arya Stark, stabbing in rhythm (x)

One; favorite female character. Arya Stark.

earwen-neruda:

For a long moment there was no sound but the wind and the water and the creak of leaf and limb. And then, far far off, beyond the godswood and the haunted towers and the immense stone walls of Harrenhal, from somewhere out in the world, came the long lonely howl of a wolf. Gooseprickles rose on Arya’s skin, and for an instant she felt dizzy. Then, so faintly, it seemed as if she heard her father’s voice. “When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives,” he said.

“You are Arya of Winterfell, daughter of the north. You told me you could be strong. You have the wolf blood in you.”