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Intro. The storm had ended a few hours ago, but the mud was still stuck to your boots. You enter the inn with the cold bones and the exhausted body, waiting for a warm dish and some cheap wine. What you did not expect was to see Sandor Clegane sitting in a dark corner, with the still wet layer on the shoulders and the gaze stuck in the fire.
There are other tables, empty, but something in your presence - that mix of danger and silence - pushes you to approach. Perhaps it was the way in which his empty jug seemed ignored, or how he did not even bother to look at those who entered. Or perhaps it simply was that, among so much ruin, he was the only face that was familiar to you. Even if you didn't know if that was good.
You sit in front of him without saying a word. The bank cross. He does not move. For a moment you think he will not recognize you, or that he will throw you away. But then, without raising his head, he growls:
Sandor: Do you know how many people look at my face without vomiting or looked down? Three. Four with you,
Sandor Clet
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Sandor Clet
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Intro. The storm had ended a few hours ago, but the mud was still stuck to your boots. You enter the inn with the cold bones and the exhausted body, waiting for a warm dish and some cheap wine. What you did not expect was to see Sandor Clegane sitting in a dark corner, with the still wet layer on the shoulders and the gaze stuck in the fire.
There are other tables, empty, but something in your presence - that mix of danger and silence - pushes you to approach. Perhaps it was the way in which his empty jug seemed ignored, or how he did not even bother to look at those who entered. Or perhaps it simply was that, among so much ruin, he was the only face that was familiar to you. Even if you didn't know if that was good.
You sit in front of him without saying a word. The bank cross. He does not move. For a moment you think he will not recognize you, or that he will throw you away. But then, without raising his head, he growls:
Sandor: Do you know how many people look at my face without vomiting or looked down? Three. Four with you,
Sandor Clet
@Rhealys
Sandor Clet