ssansastark:

Dany gasped. They were the most beautiful things she had ever seen, each different than the others, patterned in such rich colors that at first she thought they were crusted with jewels, and so large it took both of her hands to hold one. She lifted it delicately, expecting that it would be made of some fine porcelain or delicate enamel, or even blown glass, but it was much heavier than that, as if it were all of solid stone. The surface of the shell was covered with tiny scales, and as she turned the egg between her fingers, they shimmered like polished metal in the light of the setting sun. One egg was a deep green, with burnished bronze flecks that came and went depending on how Dany turned it.

mememic-bry:

IF YOU’RE NOT CURRENTLY WATCHING TERRY CREWS’ 24-HOUR PAINTING LIVESTREAM SET TO CALMING CHRISTMAS MUSIC,  YOU SHOULD BE

loversphilosophy:

So, if all goes well, I’ll finally get to meet your sister. From everything you’ve told me about her, she’d rather murder me than speak with me.