favourite asoiaf characters; Arya Stark

“Who are you?” he would ask her every day.

“No one,” she would answer, she who had been Arya of House Stark, Arya Underfoot, Arya Horseface. She had been Arry and Weasel too, and Squab and Salty, Nan the cupbearer, a grey mouse, a sheep, the ghost of Harrenhal but not for true, not in her heart of hearts. In there she was Arya of Winterfell, the daughter of Lord Eddard Stark and Lady Catelyn, who had once had brothers named Robb and Bran and Rickon, a sister named Sansa, a direwolf called Nymeria, a half brother named Jon Snow. In there she was someone … but that was not the answer that he wanted.”

All men must die.
Inspired by [x].

no one. no home.

“In there she was Arya of Winterfell, the daughter of Lord Eddard Stark and Lady Catelyn, who once had brothers named Robb and Bran and Rickon, a sister named Sansa, a direwolf called Nymeria, a half-brother named Jon Snow. In there she was someone…”

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“I told you. I have no sister. We put aside our kin when we say our words. I cannot help Arya…”

The dwarf woman studied her with dim red eyes. “I see you,” she whispered. “I see you, wolf child. Blood child. I thought it was the lord who smelled of death …” She began to sob, her little body shaking. “You are cruel to come to my hill, cruel. I gorged on grief at Summerhall, I need none of yours. Begone from here, dark heart. Begone!”
↳ A Storm of Swords / A Song of Ice and Fire

- Quote requested by meerareed

A lie. A sad, little lie, child.

Needle was Jon Snow’s smile.

It was a sword, and she could kill with it. That was enough.

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