To see the dunged folds of dag-tayled sheepe.

Things build and build, and it becomes clearer and clearer that a battle is about to take place. In “Stormborn,” a bang above deck is all the warning we get, and suddenly the Yara Greyjoy fleet is smack dab in the middle of Euron’s Iron Fleet, and the party begins.

Similarly, people describe their ideal cattle beast with terms such as depth of body, depth of twist, blocky, […] .

Kenneth Preuss returned home from a hunting trip with a ten-day beard last Sunday, very cave-mannny, but it will take more than that to subdue Edith’s literary exaltation these days.