Ballads of the Bay
The lions of Lannister may pay their debts, and the hawk of House Arryn may soar as high as honor, but the direwolf of House Stark is a different sort of animal. A Stark lives for duty and dies for honor. He may ride laughing in the sunshine, joyously harvest his crops, and bask in the warmth of the long summer, but in his heart, a Stark knows even the brightest days end. Winter comes to Westeros as surely as death comes to every man. Since the most ancient of times, the family motto has been etched on the soul of every Stark, a bleak portent and a grim warning, winter is coming.