| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 74459f8 | She had no time for sleep, with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night. | dance-with-dragons death dragons dreams epic-fantasy fantasy high-fantasy lions melisandre other series song-of-ice-and-fire wolves | George R.R. Martin |