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      8.The Angler's Trial8.The Angler’s Trial

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestJon Snow The dungeons of Dragonstone were far warmer than the ice cells of Castle Black. The air here was hot and humid, heavy with sulphur. There was no light here, aside from the single ray coming from a finger-sized hole in the ceiling made for breathing. Each cell was walled up with that impossibly smooth black rock for which Dragonstone was famous. Instead of a wall and a door, iron bars as thick as a man's wrist separated each cell from the hallway, giving each…
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      7.Of Pride and Pettiness7.Of Pride and Pettiness

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestThe Rogue Prince. This was not how he expected his day to go, truth be told. Normally, Daemon would rejoice to have a break from the dull tedium of Dragonstone, but seeing his daughters return to the castle frightened and shaken three hours after they had given Ser Alfred Broome the slip made his blood boil. Getting the crux of the story out of his sobbing fifteen-year-old twins turned surprisingly difficult, considering each word out of their mouths was more…
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      6.The Fisherman's Wrath6.The Fisherman’s Wrath

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestJon Snow The sky was dotted by a veil of torn-up clouds as if heralding the bloody savageness that would take hold of the Seven Kingdoms soon. It certainly heralded Jon Snow's impending predicament. Some days, it felt as if the gods themselves were mocking him. His desire for peace and solitude in this time, which was not his own, felt so strangely impossible, as if to spite his ambition to become a fisherman. This was not his fight. This was not his time. But…
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      4.Vexations of a Fisherman4.Vexations of a Fisherman

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestJon Snow "A storm is brewing," Aethan muttered the next morning. Nettles glanced at the cloudless sky outside and scoffed. "How would you know, old man?" "I can feel the ache in my knees." His steward smiled ruefully. "The days are getting shorter, and fall shall soon arrive, and with it come the autumn storms from the Stepstones." As the old fisherman predicted, the weather turned stormy the next week. The warm drizzle was easy to ignore, but the winds coming…
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      3.Ramblings of a Lackwit3.Ramblings of a Lackwit

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestJon 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 sifting 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 with…
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