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WESTEROS HIGH SCHOOL

ARTS MAGAZINE

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WESTEROS HIGH SCHOOL

ARTS MAGAZINE

WINTER 2016

PHOTOGRAPHY

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROBB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

DRAWING

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROBB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

FICTION

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROBB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

POETRY

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROBB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

NON-FICTION

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROBB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROBB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

LETTERS

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROBB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

NATURE // JOHN SNOW // 3

PEOPLE // ROBB STARK // 7

FRIENDSHIP // TYRION LANNISTER // 12

EDITOR IN CHIEF

Lyanna Mormont

MANAGING EDITOR S

Catelyn Stark

Ned Stark

DESIGN EDITOR

Sansa Stark

STAFF WRITERS

Jaime Lannister

Renly Baratheon

Stannis Baratheon

Loras Tyrell

Theon Greyjoy

Arya Stark

Ramsay Bolton

Davos Seaworth

Oberyn Martell

PHOTO EDITOR

Margaery Tyrell

PHOTOGRAPHERS

Sandor Clegane

Gregor Clegane

Samwell Tarly

Roose Bolton

ADVISORS

Brienne of Tarth

Khal Drogo

LETTER from the EDITOR

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

PHOTO SERIES SANDOR CLEGANE

The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

CHILL CACTUS // CACTI DREAMS

GIRL’S HAIR // WINDOWSILL

A MIND NEEDS BOOKS

TYRION LANNISTER

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

A MIND NEEDS BOOKS

TYRION LANNISTER

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

PICTURES

PHOTO SERIES

GREGOR CLEGANE

The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last day!

THRIFT SHOPPING

RED CHUCKS

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