THE WAIF: If you’d have done your job, she would have died painlessly. Instead… The Many-Faced God was promised a name. He must always receive what is his. You can’t change that. I can’t change that. No one can. And now he’s been promised another name.
To be continued on the next post.
Source text: Wikipedia.
LADY CRANE: The company is moving on to Pentos soon. You should come with us.
ARYA: I can’t.
LADY CRANE: Why not? Got a feeling you’d be good at this sort of work. And besides, we need a new actress.
ARYA: I don’t think I could remember all of the lines.
LADY CRANE: Come with us. What’s left for you here?
ARYA: You wouldn’t be safe. Not while she’s looking for me.
LADY CRANE: Who?
ARYA: She doesn’t have a name.
LADY CRANE: Where will you go?
ARYA: Essos is east and Westeros is west. But what’s west of Westeros?
LADY CRANE: I don’t know.
ARYA: Nobody does. That’s where all the maps stop.
LADY CRANE: The edge of the world, maybe.
ARYA: I’d like to see that. What’s that?
LADY CRANE: Milk of the poppy.
ARYA: I don’t want any.
LADY CRANE: Sleep is the only way you’ll heal. Trust me, if my soup didn’t kill you, nothing will.
Source text: Wikipedia.
ARYA: You’re good at that. Where did you learn?
LADY CRANE: I’m a jealous woman. I’ve always liked bad men and they’ve always liked me. They’d come home wherever home was that night stinking of some whore’s perfume. So we’d fight and I’d put a hole in them. And then I’d feel terrible, so I’d patch them up. I got good at patching them up.
ARYA: And good at putting holes in them.
LADY CRANE: And that.
ARYA: What happened to the actress? The one who wanted you dead.
LADY CRANE: Bianca. She’ll have a hard time finding work as an actress after what I did to her face.
ARYA: Mmm.
LADY CRANE: I never did learn to cook. But eat. Eat. You need it.
To be continued on the next post.
Source text: Wikipedia.
PLANET GIFFFERR 