“When we were young, Jaime and I, we looked so much alike. Even our father couldn’t tell us apart. I could never understand why they treated us differently. Jaime was taught to fight with sword and lance and mace, and I was taught to smile and sing and please. He was air to Casterly Rock and I was sold to some stranger like a horse to be ridden whenever he desired.”“You were Robert’s queen.”“And you will be Joffrey’s. Enjoy.”
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byroglyphics: I have a new print ‘Pleiades’ available from Knee Deep in Sleep. Edition of 50 -signed, embossed and supplied with a certificate of authenticity. Printed on  Hahnemühle PhotoRag 310gsm paper. 59 x 42 cm Please click on the link or the image for further information. http://bit.ly/tLtw0H
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All in all I'd say this is a rather pretentious piece of banality, with muddled composition and starry-eyed ambition.
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