valyrianpoem:

asoiaf & got characters // pt. XXIX – Sansa Stark (ver. I, ver. II, ver. III)

“A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here. Yet she stepped out all the same… She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams. […] She wondered where this courage had come from, to speak to him so frankly. From Winterfell, she thought. I am stronger within the walls of Winterfell.”