Have you ever loved a rose,
and bled against her thorns;
and swear each night to let her go,
then love her more by dawn.
–Lang Leav
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Wilting ♞ Sandor Clegane
Fanfiction"But he who dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose." ― Anne Brontë All men must die. All roses must wilt. There is a streak of wildness behind steel eyes. Two distinctly Stark features, yet they belong to Anya Whent. A Southe...