"Endings are awful things," he insisted. "It's all death and misery after that. Not like in these stories or in songs. I'd rather the story didn't end."

It was a cynical way of thinking to be certain, but it held its own optimistic slant of an unending story where the struggle was real, but the conclusion uncertain. It was like a summer that didn't end, but he didn't need the Starks to remind him that winter was coming.