>"Oh, my! I imagined it might be so. Then thou'rt a dragon, or perhaps a crow? Well, whatever thou be-est, thou'rt wondrous strange, yet strangely familiar, visitor."
>"A corpse… should be left well alone. Oh, I know very well. How the secrets beckon so sweetly. Only an honest death will cure you now. Liberate you, from your wild curiosity."
>"I am no king. I am more fit to be a jester… I was unaware of my own blindness. We are feeble vessels, with feebler souls"
>"You have a heart of gold. Don't let them take it from you"
>"If thou seekest I, thine desires shall be requited not. Thou must returneth whence thou came. This land is peaceful, its inhabitants kind, but thou dost not belong."
>"I would speak to my brother of this, one day. Of the shining new hope that joined our dear company …I speak of thee, of course."
>"Sunset found her squatting in the grass, groaning. Every stool was looser than the one before, and smelled fouler. By the time the moon came up she was shitting brown water. The more she drank, the more she shat, but the more she shat, the thirstier she grew, and her thirst sent her crawling to the stream to suck up more water."
>"And suddenly his cock was out, jutting upward from his breeches like a fat pink mast."
>"She was sopping wet when he entered her. “Damn you,” she said. “Damn you damn you damn you.” He sucked her nipples till she cried out half in pain and half in pleasure. Her cunt became the world."
>"He found a line and pulled on it, fighting toward the hatch to get himself below out of the storm, but a gust of wind knocked his feet from under him and a second slammed him into the rail and there he clung. Rain lashed at his face, blinding him. His mouth was full of blood again. The ship groaned and growled beneath him like a constipated fat man straining to shit."
GRRM is writing the new from software game
Japs are better at writing English than Americans are.