ITT: Prose and dialogue that prove Game of Thrones (TV) will never match the artistic brilliance of the books.
>"Her cunt became the world."
>“Ser Allister Thorne walked from the room so stiffly it looked as though he had a dagger up his butt.”
the American Tolkien
>"The ship groaned and growled beneath him like a constipated fat man straining to shit."
FAT
PINK
MASTS
>muh pretty writing
Literal faggots
>>68262950
FOR
>>68262950
>"The queen slid a finger into that Myrish swamp, then another..."
>>68262785
>"The three men were erect. The sight of their arousal was arousing."
>"Whilst you snored, I would lick your sons off my face and fingers one by one, all those pale sticky princes. You claimed your right, my lord, but in the darkness I would eat your heirs."
>nobody posting literally the worst passage in the series
>>68263141
I thought this was one was absolutely brilliant. Showed how much of a deranged cunt Cersei really is.
>>68263141
i like this one desu
>"THRUM"
500 times in every Tyrion chapter after he crossbows his dad.
>>68263154
>Harooooooooooooooooooooooo
>da-DA da-DA da-DAAAAAAAAA
How has no one posted GRRM's exposé on his fetish for scat yet?
>>68263154
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7v2GDbEmjGE
>>68262785
>In the granaries were oats and wheat and barley, and barrels of coarse ground flour. In the root cellars strings of onions and garlic dangled from the rafters, and bags of carrots, parsnips, radishes, and white and yellow turnips filled the shelves. One storeroom held wheels of cheese so large it took two men to move them. In the next, casks of salt beef, salt pork, salt mutton, and salt cod were stacked ten feet high. Three hundred hams and three thousand long black sausages hung from ceiling beams below the smokehouse. In the spice locker they found peppercorns, cloves, and cinnamon, mustard seeds, coriander, sage and clary sage and parsley, blocks of salt. Elsewhere were casks of apples and pears, dried peas, dried figs, bags of walnuts, bags of chestnuts, bags of almonds, planks of dry smoked salmon, clay jars packed with olives in oil and sealed with wax. One storeroom offered potted hare, haunch of deer in honey, pickled cabbage, pickled beets, pickled onions, pickled eggs, and pickled herring.
>>68263154
So this is why Roy Dotrice made those sounds.
>>68262827
>They were on the far side of the Dothraki sea when Jhiqui brushed the soft swell of Dany's stomach with her fingers and said, "Khaleesi, you are with child."
>"I know," Dany told her.
>It was her fourteenth name day.
Anything in this pic
Why do people think GRRM is a good writer?
>>68263265
Dance with Dragons is terrible with this.
>where do whores go
>wear my rabbit ears
>nipples on a breastplate
all this shit repeated 1000 times over and over throughout. I believe GRRM went nuts writing that book
>She was that, beyond a doubt. Seeing her there upon the featherbed, smiling that wicked smile, toying with her breast . . . was there ever a woman with nipples so large or so responsive? He could hardly look at them without wanting to grab them, to suckle them until they were hard and wet and shiny . . .
>>68263511
Because ASOIAF are the only books they've read in the last 5 years.
>The ship groaned and growled beneath him like a constipated fat man straining to shit.
>Sunset found her squatting in the grass, groaning. Every stool was looser than the one before, and smelled fouler. By the time the moon came up she was shitting brown water. The more she drank, the more she shat, but the more she shat, the thirstier she grew, and her thirst sent her crawling to the stream to suck up more water.
>>68263797
>yfw you read this
>>68263912
fuck
>>68263731
This one is kinda cool
