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   Drahenne

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   20 July 2013, 9:22AM

   “Oh, my sweet summer child," Old Nan said quietly, "what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children are born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt and hungry, and the white walkers move through the woods”
   
   A wonderfully gloomy atmosphere<3
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      Illusionator

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      20 July 2013, 1:12PM

      It is the kind of story that I like ...
      
      Thank
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   Tobjoern

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   19 July 2013, 11:25PM

   Fanastic images with some very nice perspectives!
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      frank213

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      20 July 2013, 9:33AM

      I agree with you Tob.
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   Illusionator

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   19 July 2013, 9:04PM

   Thank
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   nefsen

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   19 July 2013, 8:58PM

   Love It, the atmosphere it's epic!
   Really really like it.