We run away
We hide away
To the other side
Of the universe
We know they will hunt us down

But we know that here we belong
In reality we’re still moving on
Can we find our way back
Through this cold, bitter North?

by DR Supporter

Robb was mad he lost his dad he had to go to war
Sansa was mad she lost her dad she regrets begging for his life
Arya was so mad she lost her dad she hides in plain sight
Bran was so mad he lost his dad he went on a jounery with a wight
Rickon was so mad he lost his dad he chose a wildling life
Jon was so made he lost his foster dad that he got stabbed in the back with a knife

by Howling Mad

Rickon, dear boy, where did you go,
that we have not seen you so long?
Now we saw three episodes in a row,
but nothing of you for too long.

Angry and frightened and noone with him
but wildling woman a wolf on the isle -
they should make an excellent team
once onion knight finds them in a short while.

by Buckwheat

Arya and Sansa
Their names kind of rhyme.
Poor sweet Robb
Didn’t have much time.

Bran the Broken
Not dead, like Winterfell.
He’s gone beyond the Wall
But shh, I’m not supposed to tell.

Rickon, oh my
He’s always left.
You’d think he didn’t matter
Poor boy must be bereft.

If anyone wants to finish
This wonderful rhyme
Please go ahead
As for me, it’s tea time!

by Fire&Blood

Baby Rickon Stark
The hidden King in the North
With an Onion Hand

Brandon the Broken
Will fly and tell the future
Because he’s a tree

Arya Bolton
But she’s really nobody
Wonder who she’ll kill

Sansa Lannister
Soon to be Queen in the East
And kill Lord Baelish

Jon Targaryen
“Prince that’s promised”, and “Ahai”
Fuck the Ides of Marsh

King Stark the young wolf
Lost his life for Westerling
But she is pregnant

Undead Catelyn Stark
Mastermind at politics
But half trusted Freys

Good old dead Ned Stark
Was the dumbest man alive
Yet still Rest In Peace

by Ndrew of Typhgarian

The Stark kids - Point of View (by Cargo City)

They say home is where the heart is
and they say you know the heart has to float
escape from the places you know
they would crawl and they would swim
as long as they keep moving on just to
experience something new

I’d like to be there, too
to share their point of view
But I’m not there, no
Don’t share this point of view

I think home is where the heart is
and my heart is with the place where I grew up
I wanted to go all along
I would put on ten-league boots
as long as I could go home but I will
try to learn my drill

I’d like to be there, too
to share their point of view
But I’m not there, no
Don’t share this point of view
But I’d like to be there, too
to share their point of view.

by Lady of Oldcastle