A Storm of Swords – Empty

A Storm of Swords – Empty

Safe in the Eyrie, Sansa is overwhelmed by everything. She feels homesick because compared to Winterfell’s Godswood, and even the fake one in King’s Landing, the garden of the Eyrie feels empty.

I focused on the statue that Bronn broke during his fight in Game of Thrones. I mostly like the look of this one. The only problem is that realistic snowflakes don’t work in this format.

asoiaf a song of ice and fire storm of swords pen and ink illustration sansa stark
When Sansa opened her eyes again, she was on her knees. She did not remember falling. It seemed to her that the sky was a lighter shade of grey. Dawn, she thought. Another day. Another new day. It was the old days she hungered for. Prayed for. But who could she pray to? The garden had been meant for a godswood once, she knew, but the soil was too thin and stony for a weirwood to take root. A godswood without gods, as empty as me.
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