This is what it ' s like living near Red Rocks in Colorado . Probably <| sep |> QB StaffordWR ThielenRB ZekeTE ReedDST PITK ViniteriTotal 1 point , Bob . Charity Engineers Without Borders <| sep |> they did with el Piojo <| sep |> I remember my senior year people were just pulling the alarm for fun . That and setting trash cans on fire <| sep |> I really like book version of Tower of Joy , too . They were seven , facing three . In the dream as it had been in life . Yet these were no ordinary three . They waited before the round tower , the red mountains of Dorne at their backs , their white cloaks blowing in the wind . And these were no shadows their faces burned clear , even now . Ser Arthur Dayne , the Sword of the Morning , had a sad smile on his lips . The hilt of the greatsword Dawn poked up over his right shoulder . Ser Oswell Whent was on one knee , sharpening his blade with a whetstone . Across his whiteenameled helm , the black bat of his House spread its wings . Between them stood fierce old Ser Gerold Hightower , the White Bull , Lord Commander of the Kingsguard . I looked for you on the Trident , Ned said to them . We were not there , Ser Gerold answered . Woe to the Usurper if we had been , said Ser Oswell . When King ' s Landing fell , Ser Jaime slew your king with a golden sword , and I wondered where you were . Far away , Ser Gerold said , or Aerys would yet sit the Iron Throne , and our false brother would burn in seven hells . I came down on Storm ' s End to lift the siege , Ned told them , . , and the and the Lords Tyrell and Redwyne dipped their banners , and all their knights bent the knee to pledge us fealty . I was certain you would be among them . Our knees do not bend easily , said Ser Arthur Dayne . Ser Willem Darry is fled to Dragonstone , with your queen and Prince Viserys . I thought you might have sailed with him . Ser Willem is a good man and true , said Ser Oswell . But not of the Kingsguard , Ser Gerold pointed out . The Kingsguard does not flee . Then or now , said Ser Arthur . He donned his helm . We swore a vow , explained old Ser Gerold . Ned ' s wraiths moved up beside him , with shadow swords in hand . They were seven against three . And now it begins , said Ser Arthur Dayne , the Sword of the Morning . He unsheathed Dawn and held it with both hands . The blade was pale as milkglass , alive with light . No , Ned said with sadness in his voice . Now it ends . As they came together in a rush of steel and shadow , he could hear Lyanna screaming . Eddard ! she called . A storm of rose petals blew across a bloodstreaked sky , as blue as the eyes of death . . Lord Eddard , Lyanna called again . I promise , he whispered . Lya , I promise