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      21.Of Fire and Dreams21.Of Fire and Dreams

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      by Gladiusx 130 AC The Riverlands If you asked Cregan Stark, he would say that the Riverlands were pleasantly warm, and even the sleet felt soft, especially the further south his host marched. They were approaching the Little Trident—the lesser three-pronged river that started from the western slopes of the Mountain of the Moon and merged into the Green Fork. Lord Stark studied what seemed to be the smallest dragon he had ever seen, blocking the path of his host. This didn’t mean much, considering this…
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      20.The Worth of a King20.The Worth of a King

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      by Gladiusx The Ironborn had run rampant along the Western shores for over a year. Fair Castle had fallen, Lannisport had been sacked, the Westerlands' fleet lay at the bottom of the Sunseat Sea, and even Kayce and Feastfires barely weathered the Ironmen’s swift raids. While the Hightower and Redwyne Fleets were mustering their might to repel the Ironmen and free Fair Isle, Prince Aemond had decided to address the root of the issue, thinking all other enemies cowed and bested. He rested at Banefort for one night…
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      3.Ramblings of a Lackwit3.Ramblings of a Lackwit

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The world beneath the waves was the opposite of the bare hills of Dragonstone. The cold embrace of the water was soothing, and the underwater was illuminated by the dancing rays of sunlight streaming through the surface above. The rocky seabed was dotted by jagged spirals of black volcanic stone, veiled in forests of swaying kelp that fluttered like the green banners of long-forgotten kings. Eels weaved in between, their milky white eyes inspecting him…
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      2. Lost in Time

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      by Fable Weaver Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest A part of him wanted to deny it, but the scaly black dragon overhead convinced him far easier than any words ever could. Jon could feel it in his bones. Somehow, he was in the wrong time.  Year 129 after Aegon’s Conquest. Jon knew of the year—every man, woman, and child in the Seven Kingdoms knew of it, from the highest of lords to the poorest of paupers, from the Wall all the way to Sunspear. They knew of it just as they knew the year the Conqueror…
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