He raised his hand in a peaceful gesture. You need to relax a bit, dove. Like Mouse over there. You trust me, don't you, Mouse?Nope!Ahhh, I'm hurt. Nobody likes me.

~ Ilona Andrews

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Even in dreams, you could not fall forever.

~ George R.r. Martin

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Being captain of such a vessel was not a stressful job, despite the sheer size of the thing. Everything was automated, and this meant that this behemoth could be efficiently handled by a far less seasoned captain. Besides, hiring mature skippers with actual experience would cost real money. And hey, the computers ran everything anyway – and that’s how Bran Johannsen enters this story – as a fine young inexperienced graduate of the Merchant Space Academy in Mars City, who only got his Executive Officer’s ticket four short years ago.

~ Christina Engela

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I don’t know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion.”“What help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs.”“You gave me help when I needed it” Jon Snow said.“I gave you nothing,” Tyrion said. “Words.”“Then give your words to Bran too.

~ George R.r. Martin

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The strongest trees are rooted in the dark places of the earth. Darkness will be your cloak, your shield, your mother's milk. Darkness will make you strong.

~ George R.r. Martin

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Matt Smith? I said. Really? You are not the Doctor, Bran. At your age, it is important to keep a lookout for excessive hubris.

~ Patricia Briggs

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At the root of the tree at the heart of the world,With a chain round his neck, the Wolf lies curled. His gleaming teeth and jaws are furled,And the sun shall rise in the morning. His chain, it is forged of the nerve of a bear,Of the voice of a fish, and a girl's chin-hair. His chain, it is light and strong and fair,And the sun shall rise in the morning. With a mountain's root, and a cat's foot-fall,And the spit of a bird, he is held in thrall, Though iron could bind him never at all, And the sun shall rise in the morning. The sun shall rise, the stars shall fade,For the binding which the good gods madeStill loops the Wolf in its lovely braid, And the sun shall rise in the morning.

~ Maculategiraffe

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