“Any ideas for the new park sculpture?”
“How about a giant, metallic octopus attacking a rook?”
“Perfect.”
that’s cool as fuck though
A face took shape within the hearth. Stannis? she thought, for just a moment … but no, these were not his features. A wooden face, corpse white. Was this the enemy? A thousand red eyes floated in the rising flames. He sees me. Beside him, a boy with a wolf’s face threw back his head and howled.
