Will Martin
Will Martin
Will Martinis a New Zealand-born classical crossover singer...
home son farce
The north remembers, Lord Davos. The north remembers, and the mummer’s farce is almost done. My son is home.
secret
Perhaps that is the secret. It is not what we do, so much as why we do it.
kings fall autumn
Kings are falling like leaves this autumn.
men dust thrones
All my life men like you've sneered at me, and all my life I've been knocking men like you into the dust.
strong
The women are the strong ones, truly.
pirate rich enough
When a pirate grows rich enough, they make him a prince.
fall men higher
You are grown so very great now, yet the higher a man climbs the farther he has to fall.
hate like-you hate-you
They hate you because you act like you're better than they are
instant
She had never loved him so much as she did in that instant.
blood fire daenerys
I will take what is mine with fire and blood.
names orange grace
Go Ahead, call me all the names you want," Sansa said airily. "You won't dare when I'm married to Joffrey. You'll have to bow and call me Your Grace." She shrieked as Arya flung the orange across the table. It caught her in the middle of the forehead with a wet squish and plopped down into her lap. "You have juice on your face, Your Grace ," Arya said.
people trying littles
Perhaps I cannot make my people good, she told herself, but I should at least try to make them a little less bad.
enemy making-peace
We only make peace with our enemies. That's why it's called making peace.
grateful men mind
Ser Jaime?" Even in soiled pink satin and torn lace, Brienne looked more like a man in a gown than a proper woman."I am grateful, but...you were well away. Why come back?" A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged. "I dreamed of you," he said.