You never really had
an opinion about wildlings. They were just humans, but you have heard some
terrifying stories about them. Your grandmother always told you they would flay
their victims alive and eat them afterwards. But maybe that was just a fairy tale.
However, Tormund Giantsbane looked kind of intimidating, tall and wild with
flaming red hair, but you had found out that he actually was a unbelievable
funny and nice man, always trying to cheer you up. You spent every day with him
at Winterfell, sometimes you two fight against each other, although Tormund
almost always let you win, but mostly it was just talking and laughing. He told
you about his children, but you quickly found out that he had no wife. Marriage
was probably not very common behind the wall. You started falling in love with
him pretty soon. All you could think about was Tormund; his loud laugh, his
bright eyes, his red hair, his muscular body… And when you weren’t together
with him, you talked about him all the time. Your best friend, Brienne, figured
out that you loved him after a few days. She didn’t liked him, but you knew she
You were sitting with
Brienne in the great hall, drinking beer and wine and talking, when you
suddenly noticed Tormund coming closer. He greeted you and you offered him the
seat on the bench next to you. “How are you
tonight?”, Tormund asked. “We’re fine, thank
you”, you answered with a big smile on your lips. You always smiled when you
saw Tormund. “And how are you, Tormund?” “I’m fine every time I
see you, (Y/N)”, he replied and you grinned even more. His words made you blush
and feeling like a stupid little girl. “I haven’t seen you
all day”, you said. “I was busy”, he
replied shortly. “Too busy for me?” You
raised an eyebrow while looking at him. “I am very sorry,
lass”, he answered and laughed. You knew, this behavior was typical for
Tormund, but your heart was hurting. Come
on, (Y/N), you told yourself. Pull
yourself together! “(Y/N), ser
Giantsbane, please excuse me”, Brienne said all of a sudden and stood up. “I
need some sleep.” You wished your friend a good night and turned your attention
to Tormund again. “So, what have you
done all day?”, you wanted to know. “I was looking for a
gift for a special lady”, the wildling answered. You heart stopped. A gift?!
For a woman?! “…A gift?”
“Aye. A gift for a girl I like, ha.” He laughed again. “Oh… Well, I am sure
the lady will be very happy about her gift.” “It’s hard to find a
gift for a southern lady”, Tormund explained. A southern lady… You were from
the North. “Sure”, you answered
sullen. Tormund pulled a small bag out of his pocket and gave it to you. You
hold the little bag in your hands, unsure what to do with it. “What do you want
from me?” “Open it.” “I think your southern
lady should open it.”
“Aye, me too. So what are you waiting for? Open it, (Y/N).” You looked at him in
confusion. “I don’t understand…”
Tormund laughed at you. “It’s for you!” “I’m not a southern
lady.” “You’re from outside
the wall. Of course you’re a southern girl.” You shook your head in disbelief. Wildings… You opened the little bag and
found a small, silver necklace in the inside. “Tormund! It’s
beautiful.” You took the necklace in your hand and put it around your neck. “Aye, just like you.” “Why… Why are you
giving it to me?”
“Jon said southern girls would like jewelry.” He shrugged his shoulders and you
hugged him. “Thank you so much”,
you whispered. Tormund replied your hug and softly stroke your back with his
large and warm hands. “I’m glad you like
it”, he answered. “I love it”, you
corrected him, looked at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled,
cupped your face with his hands and kissed your lips.
Dave Franco and Alison Brie have officially tied the knot.
Reps for the actors confirm exclusively to PEOPLE that the couple is now married.
Franco, 31, and Brie, 34, — who met at the 2011 Mardi Gras parade in New Orleans — announced their engagement in August 2015 after more than three years of dating.
PEOPLE exclusively confirmed that the actress’ one-of-a-kind engagement ring was the work of Southern California jewelry designer Irene Neuwirth. It’s a rose gold sparkler set with a rose-cut diamond and a diamond pave.
“I’m not very bridal, instinctually,” Brie, who next stars in Netflix’s GLOW out June 23rd, explained to Yahoo! Style last February. “Marriage never really interested me, I guess because I was very focused on my work. I wasn’t sure if I really saw the point to it. I bought a dress on Net-a-Porter, and I’m like, ‘Maybe I’ll wear that.‘”
As for what changed her mind about marriage, she explained: “I just met that person that I was like, ‘Well, I’m really in love with you and would like to grow old with you.’ I actually think it’s much more romantic when two people are like, ‘Oh, I could go either way on marriage, but I want to marry you.'”
So I’m at this science conference dine-about thing making small talk with strangers, when this guy asks me if I’m married, indicating the ring I’m twisting on my finger.
So I’m like (???) “Oh, no,“ (always a dangerous answer to give in these types of situations) and then wave my ring to show it’s not fancy. “It’s just turquoise.”
And then he goes, “What’s turquoise?”
And I just sort of stare at him. Stare at my ring. Stare at him. "The rock?”
And he’s just like, “Oh, haha, I don’t really know anything about that. It’s a gemstone?”
And I’m still just kind of bewildered, because on the one hand I feel like turquoise is a concept I’m pretty solid on, but on the other hand I am currently being asked to explain turquoise and, like. I don’t know. The rock is visible on my finger. This dude is not really indicating any comprehension and yet somehow I suspect he is not looking for some kind of mineral chemical analysis. My okra is getting cold. I’m not really sure where to go with the conversation from here.
(I am strongly reminded of many, many conversations in which people that clearly had no interest in books engaged me in stilted conversations about the intricate mysteries of books. "So, I see you’ve got a *book* there. I guess you like Books. Does it have Book things in it? That sure is a Book.”)
I make an attempt. “No, it’s a semi-precious stone. It’s…“ I scramble for an explanation– ”…turquoise colored.” I briefly consider describing what turquoise looks like in more detail, decide that is crazy, and just kind of vaguely indicate my hand again. “Turquoise?”
The attempt is, perhaps not surprisingly, unsuccessful. We contemplate each other in mutual bewilderment.
Finally, scrounging through my shallow repertoire of Possible Turquoise Facts of Interest I add, “It’s used in a lot of southern and Native American jewelry.”
“Oh, neat,” he says, sounding vastly relieved to be offered any form of trivia to politely exit this conversational quagmire on. We change the topic and manage not to alarm each other further for the rest of the evening.
Scythian Gold and Turquoise Zoomorphic Handle, Southern Urals, c. 4th century BC
Scythian art combined Eastern elements with influences from the Hellenic states on the northern coast of the Black Sea. The principal feature of Scythian art is its use of a zoomorphic symbology.
The handle is formed of sheet gold, in two halves, hammered over a wooden mold and chased, in the form of a predator, perhaps a wolf, standing four-square, its head down, baring fangs, with clawed feet, the fur rendered as incised spirals, beading fringing the ears, with drop-shaped turquoise inlays on the shoulders and haunches, the interior of the ears also inlaid in turquoise, the bottoms of the feet and mouth once conforming to the curvature of a vessel wall, originally set vertically.