favourite photoshoots of Matt Smith: by Paul Hansen.
the end of an adventure,
He did not always come when he said he would, and days would ofttimes pass as Catelyn stood her vigil, peering out between crenels and through arrow loops until she caught a glimpse of Lord Hoster on his old brown gelding, trotting along the rivershore toward the landing. “Did you watch for me?” he’d ask when he bent to bug her. “Did you, little cat?”
watching:once upon a time
reading:a clash of kings
chillin in canada