The lines were drawn in the dirt and the snow. Honor would be the first casualty, followed closely by peace. As the first snowflake fell on the weirwood tree’s crimson leaves, the world held its breath. The struggle for the Iron Throne was no longer a story told to children; it was a living, breathing monster, and it was hungry for the souls of those who dared to play.
The wind howled through the ancient battlements of Winterfell, carrying the scent of impending snow and old blood. Lord Eddard Stark stood upon the balcony, his eyes fixed on the darkening horizon. In his hand, he held a heavy scroll, the wax seal of the King broken and discarded. Winter was coming, but it was the heat of the South that concerned him now. Game of Thrones (2011) Deutsch Untertitel
Back in the North, a young stable boy found a group of travelers huddled near the gate. They spoke in hushed, jagged tones, their clothes worn from leagues of travel. One of them, a man with a scar running from temple to jaw, held out a small, leather-bound book. The lines were drawn in the dirt and the snow