(Source: greyjoyss)

So I was trying to find information on whether or not Sandor's father was a knight before writing a fic for girlsarewolves...and I found this gem...a treatise on why Gregor Clegane "really isn't that bad". oh you sweet summer child.

(I know that I have some unpopular character opinions or whatever…but this is just beyond EVERYTHING. I hope to God it was a joke but there’s Gregor FIC on this blog so…I don’t think so.)

Thrice Ned saw Ser Gregor aim savage blows at the hound’s-head helmet, yet not once did Sandor send a cut at his brother’s unprotected face.

“Let me give you some advice, bastard: Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.”

what's past is prologue;: SANDOR THEORY #1


Six-and-ten [children] for him, and three for you. Gold shall be their crowns, and gold their shrouds. And when your tears have drowned you, the valonqar shall wrap his hands about your pale white throat and choke the life from you.

Okay. Okay. So, we’re introduced pretty early on to the…

ooo intriguing. not sure I want to give up the idea of Jaime being the valonqar, but I’m willing to keep an open mind :)