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“True,—This!
Beneath the rule of men entirely great
The pen is mightier than the sword. Behold
The arch-enchanters wand!— itself a nothing!—
But taking sorcery from the master-hand
To paralyse the Cæsars—and to strike
The loud earth breathless!—Take away the sword—

States can be saved without it!”

***

“I knew your Creator,” the dwarf broke in. “Lord Jordayne, he was called here.” He took a sip of wine and smiled sadly. “A good fellow, warm-hearted and generous, with a rare fine humor. He lived down south, at the Tor, and was famous for his hospitality. Lord Jordayne has been much missed by all who knew him. The tales he told will be fondly remembered by all those who heard them. But he did not create Westeros, my lady, no more than Lord Costayne or Lord Vance or Lord Peake…”

***

Lord Jordayne for 15 years no news of him.

He is insulted because we are not charmed by his playing good fellow, by his warm-heartedness, by his generousity, by his rare fine humor, by his hospitality and by his fairy tales.

Everyone knows those who can not hear,

can not obey the loud orders,

Everyone knows those who can not hear,

can not fear the songs of the siren,

Everyone knows even hodor can not hold the door,

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