She shouted for Ser Dontos, for her brothers, for her dead father and her dead wolf, for gallant Ser Loras who had given her a red rose once, but none of them came. She called for the heroes from the songs, for Florian and Ser Ryam Redwyne and Prince Aemon the Dragonknight, but no one heard.
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“And when I was beyond all hope of saving, he gave me rest. Then he gave me a sign to continue my journey.” | Life of Pi (2012)