So I’m about 380 pages into “A Storm of Swords”, and I have come to the definitive conclusion that you do not fuck with Daenerys Targaryen. Because she will slash you across the face with a nine-tailed whip and then have her largest dragon burn the rest of your homely visage off.
I think this goes without saying, but I thoroughly and utterly adore her.
May the Fourth be with you!
Picture: Background — a six piece pie style colour split, alternating black and grey. Foreground — a picture of an armadillo. Top text: “pull an all-nighter to write an important paper” Bottom text: “don’t make any real progress until 5am”
This is so true it hurts.