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SANSASTARKAPPRECIATIONMONTH2022 →day 13:friend
“The first time that Shae met Sansa, she was like, “I don’t want to be here with one of these rich, spoiled girls,” but now, I think she would die for this girl. She would do anything to protect her. She’s like an older sister to Sansa.”-Sibel Kekilli
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SANSASTARKAPPRECIATIONMONTH2022→day 11:king’s landing
“She turned that way, and saw only the city, streets and alleys and hills and bottoms and more streets and more alleys and the stone of distant walls, yet she knew that beyond them was open country, farms and fields and forests, and beyond that, north and north and north again, stood Winterfell…”
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Sansa Stark Appreciation Month - Day 7+18: sky & freedom
The color blue represents both the sky and the sea and is associated with open spaces, freedom, intuition, imagination, inspiration, and sensitivity. Blue also represents meanings of depth, trust, loyalty, sincerity, wisdom, confidence, stability, faith, and intelligence.
(x)The sky represents infinity, eternity, immortality, and transcendence; it is the residence of the gods, it is omnipotence. The sky also is symbolic of order in the universe (Cooper, 1978).
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Sansa Stark Appreciation Month - Day 8: clothes
a day late to Sansa Stark fashion hour but that won’t deter me from drawing my baby in some frilly dresses.
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Sansa Stark Appreciation Month - Day 3: Snow
Yet she stepped out all the same. Her boots tore ankle-deep holes into the smooth white surface of the snow, yet made no sound. Sansa drifted past frosted shrubs and thin dark trees, and wondered if she were still dreaming. Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover’s kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the ground, she turned her face up to the sky and closed her eyes. She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.
A Storm of Swords - Sansa VII
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Sansa Stark Appreciation Month - Day 1: Flowers
To the other maidens he had given white roses, but the one he plucked for her was red. “Sweet lady,” he said, “no victory is half so beautiful as you.” Sansa took the flower timidly, struck dumb by his gallantry. His hair was a mass of lazy brown curls, his eyes like liquid gold. She inhaled the sweet fragrance of the rose and sat clutching it long after Ser Loras had ridden off.
A Game of Thrones - Sansa II
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