Just as the twig is bent, the tree is inclined.
Explanation:
Michael was taken from his mother when he was little. His first meeting with his brothers many years later.
I was born in a thunderstorm,
I grew up overnight,
I played alone,
I played on my own.
I survived.
Numbers and figures
Take up all my time...
How did this much of my life
Pass me by?
I miss the wonders of the younger
These are the wonders of the younger.
Why we just leave it all behind
And I wonder
How we can all go back
Right now.
— We were ten years old. Having dinner, the four of us. When the first shell hits, two floors below, it makes a hole in the floor... it's big. Our parents go in, and the whole building starts coming apart. I grab her, roll under the bed and the second shell hits. But, it doesn't go off. It just... sits there in the rubble, three feet from our faces. And on the side of the shell is painted one word...
— Stark.