sandraclegane said: Have you got a request space left? If so, could you do some SanSan please?
*draws Sandor* *starts crying*
*sandor clegane voice* sansa stark?? nah she’s dumb what a— [trips] [hundreds of photos of sansa stark spill out of jacket] w-what a stupid girl i these arent mine im just [gathering them up frantically sweating] listen i just listen fuck [thousands of pictures of sansa stark scatter across the floor] shit fcuk im holding them for a friend just listen
If revenge had ruled Sandor’s heart, he would have continued fighting. Gregor, after all, showed no sign of obeying the king. Sandor, after he killed his brother, could protest he was merely protecting the unarmed Ser Loras from Ser Gregor’s unprovoked attack. He would have obtained the value that he held higher than any other: an eye for an eye. His lifelong suffering was worse than any death, and in killing his evil brother, he would have been re-establishing the correct order of things, not only in his own life, but in the social and political spheres of Westeros as well.
But the Hound did not continue to fight. He dropped his knee, bowed his head, and even at this time of personal peril, demonstrated his fealty to King Robert. He had no way of knowing his brother’s sword would miss his head by mere centimetres. Thus, his demonstration of loyalty to king and kingdoms could have been the final heroic act of his life. He must have known this, but he took this life-and-death risk anyway, regardless of the consequences.
The significance of the tournament sequence, I believe, is that Sandor lives his life according to principles he will not compromise. These virtues are more meaningful to him - and therefore to Game of Thrones - than the childish precepts of retributive justice."
Pearson Moore ~ The Seventh Sword: The Chivalry of Sandor Clegane
from his book Game of Thrones Season Two Essays
That’s my boy Sandor, right there.
Points to take away from this: Sandor has certain principles; some things are more important to him than revenge, despite his claims; the books themselves consider these things more important and meaningful than revenge.
An illustration from my upcoming Sansan illustrated novella, Marching Song. An epistolary smutfic with all illustrations by Bubug. Coming to fandom by Christmas 2014! You can read the WIP text on A03. Thank you for all your great reviews. Here’s some of my favorite comments from the latest, Chapter 6:
sandor clegane??? nah what a jerk what a— [trips] [hundreds of thousands of photos of sandor clegane spill out of my jacket] w-what a fuckign asshole i these arent mine im just [gathering them up frantically sweating] listen i just listen fuck [thousands of pictures of sandor clegane scatter across the floor] shit fcuk im holding them for a friend just listen
sandors-chickens said: Who did you kill for your URL
i killed my first man at twelve. ive lost count of how many ive killed since then. high lords with old names, fat rich men dressed in velvet, knights puffed up like bladders with their honors, yes, and women and children too- they’re all meat, and im the butcher.