[ This new version of Loras is not enjoying himself nearly as much as this man is. The stench of death is exhausting - not terrible, not revolting, just exhausting - because death itself is so rampant in Westeros.
He doesn't mind his step. If he steps on cold, lifeless fingers or bumps into someone living, that's hardly a fault of his. But he finds himself stopping by the smiling graverobber. ]
Perhaps you ought to steal that one's clothes, while you're at it.
GROWING STRONG!!!!
He doesn't mind his step. If he steps on cold, lifeless fingers or bumps into someone living, that's hardly a fault of his. But he finds himself stopping by the smiling graverobber. ]
Perhaps you ought to steal that one's clothes, while you're at it.