The white tears and the red ones ran together until her face was torn and tattered, the face that Ned had loved. Catelyn Stark raised her hands and watched the blood run down her long fingers, over her wrists, beneath the sleeves of her gown. Slow red worms crawled along her arms and under her clothes. It tickles. That made her laugh until she screamed.
George RR Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire
Details from my improved painting A Price of Honor
It was done with reference help of stock photos taken from:
Bolton (man in the pink) [link]
Frey (man reaching for Catelyn) [link]
Jinglebell (dead man in the back) [link]
Robb (dead king) [link]