jrrtolkiens:Sansa sat up. “Lady,” she whispered. For a moment it was as if the direwol
jrrtolkiens: Sansa sat up. “Lady,” she whispered. For a moment it was as if the direwolf was there in the room, looking at her with those golden eyes, sad and knowing. She had beendreaming, she realized. Lady was with her, and they were running together, and … and … trying to remember was like trying to catch the rain with her fingers. The dream faded, and Lady was dead again. -- source link