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❝The septons preach about the seven hells. What do they know? Only a man who's been burned knows what HELL is truly like.❞—{ indie & selective Sandor Clegane RP, read guidelines before following }

Written by Trevor

thefeatherofhope:

The horse was a heavy courser, almost as big as a destrier, but much faster. Stranger, the Hound called him. He was as gentle as an old gelding with his master, but otherwise he had a temper as black as he was. She had never known a horse so quick to bite or kick.