theongreyjoy:

Now I know that you thought you could. I do. But that was before you had your finger on the trigger wasn’t it? You see, now that you do, you’re worried about the consequences, where as I am not. That’s why your hands shaking and mines steady as a rock. Because you’re not like me; and you don’t wanna be.

But warriors don’t show their hearts, until the axe reveals it.

There were three sorts of Dornishmen, the first King Daeron had observed. There were the salty Dornishmen who lived along the coasts, the sandy Dornishmen of the deserts and long river valleys, and the stony Dornishmen who made their fastnesses in the passes and heights of the Red Mountains. The salty Domishmen had the most Rhoynish blood, the stony Dornishmen the least.

All three sorts seemed well represented in Doran’s retinue. The salty Dornishmen were lithe and dark, with smooth olive skin and long black hair streaming in the wind. The sandy Dornishmen were even darker, their faces burned brown by the hot Dornish sun. They wound long bright scarfs around their helms to ward off sunstroke. The stony Dornishmen were biggest and fairest, sons of the Andals and the First Men, brownhaired or blond, with faces that freckled or burned in the sun instead of browning.

The lords wore silk and satin robes with jeweled belts and flowing sleeves. Their armor was heavily enameled and inlaid with burnished copper, shining silver, and soft red gold. They came astride red horses and golden ones and a few as pale as snow, all slim and swift, with long necks and narrow beautiful heads. The fabled sand steeds of Dorne were smaller than proper warhorses and could not bear such weight of armor, but it was said that they could run for a day and night and another day, and never tire.

tommens:

Do you know of such a creature?

beardmodel:

joel alexander - Madison Dubé

homotography:

Joel Alexander

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make me choose » anonymous asked Mark Ryder Cesare (faith and fear) or Francois Arnaud (the borgias)

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