Goodbye Rickon Stark (interpreted by Art Parkinson)

“Are we going home? I want my horse. And I want applecakes and butter and honey, and Shaggy. Are we going where Shaggydog is?”

  • Robb:We will all be together again soon, I promise.
  • Ned:*gets beheaded*
  • Cat:*gets throat slit*
  • Robb:*killed at wedding*
  • Jon:*two feet away from bran TWICE but misses him*
  • Sansa:*journeys to castle black right as jon leaves*
  • Arya:*leaves the Eyrie seconds before Sansa goes outside*
  • Bran:*can view his family with his powers but can't communicate with them*
  • Rickon:*gets captured into Winterfell right after Sansa escapes*
  • Me:*looks into the camera like I'm in The Office*

Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile. He used to mess my hair and call me “little sister,” she remembered, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes.