- Winter Is Coming…
When summer comes to an end,
Chaos will descend.
Searching for a light in the ever-growing dark,
The crown’s situation begins to look Stark.
Dead rise in the icy north,
Thus the men of the night do set forth.
Gold sheets become blood red,
A drunk king now lies dead.
Loyalty was what killed his hand,
Soon war will tear apart the land.
Now the god’s old and new watch from the skies
And as stag, lion and dragon sing their battle cries
A young wolf begins to rise.
Each believes it to be their own,
But who will win and claim the throne?
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