Winter is coming

As I step outside I

feel the grip of

conflict  in the air

Yet the earth is quiet

no birds move, still I’m

apprehensive in despair

No wind,to still my

breath,no movement

to catch my eyes

But something compels

me to listen and hear in the

distance, a wolf and dragon cries

This I know,know without

a doubt, As sure as the the

call of war is summoned

I see Daenery, John Snow, Arya

Cersei, Drogon, Tyrion

Winter is coming


I’m Looking forward to Game Of Thrones.

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