jaimelannister:

He drained me to the very threshold of death. The blood, it came as a dull roar at first. And then a pounding, like the pounding of a drum, growing louder and louder as if some enormous creature were coming through a dark and alien forest. A huge drum. And then, there came a pounding of another drum, as if another giant were coming behind him, each giant intent on his own drum, giving no notice to the rhythm of the other. Throbbing in my lips, fingers, and flesh of my temple. Above all, in my veins. Drum, and then the other drum. I opened my eyes. And it was then that I realized the drum was my heart, and the other drum had been his.

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