A cloud of ravens was pouring from the cave, and he saw a little girl with torch in hand, darting this way and that. For a moment Bran thought it was his sister Arya… madly, for he knew his little sister was a thousand leagues away or dead. And yet there she was, whirling, a scrawny thing, ragged, wild, her hair atangle. Tears filled [his] eyes and froze there.

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queerwatson:

obviously there was going to be a granada edition

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The Machine and I couldn’t save the world. We had to settle for protecting the seven people who might be able to take it back.

You once told John the whole point of Pandora’s Box is that once you’ve opened it you can’t close it again. She wanted me to remind you how the story ends. When everything is over and the worst has happened, there’s still one thing left in Pandora’s Box:

Hope.

avonleavignettes:

        When school was dismissed Anne marched out with her red head held high. Gilbert Blythe tried to intercept her at the porch door. “I’m awfully sorry I made fun of your hair, Anne,” he whispered contritely. “Honest I am. Don’t be mad for keeps, now.”
        Anne swept by disdainfully, without look or sign of hearing. “Oh how could you, Anne?” breathed Diana as they went down the road half reproachfully, half admiringly.
        "I shall never forgive Gilbert Blythe," said Anne firmly. "And Mr. Phillips spelled my name without an ‘e,’ too. The iron has entered into my soul, Diana."

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