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      28.Smoke and Mirrors28.Smoke and Mirrors

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      by Gladiusx 8th Day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Jon Stark Torrhen was heaving like a horse after a race, misty puffs escaping his mouth one after another. Two mornings had passed since his squire had begun running in full armour. While tired to the bone, not a word of complaint left his lips. Jon estimated it was one part pride and four parts pure stubbornness. Pride or not, persistence was respectable, if not always for the right reasons. Still, if stubbornness could be aimed properly, it became a boon, not a…
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      45.Breath of Frost, Hammer of Gold45.Breath of Frost, Hammer of Gold

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      by Gladiusx 1st Day of the 12th Moon, 303 AC Arianne Martell, Winterfell Drey was healing—more like sleeping—in his quarters, and Arianne and her kin had huddled around the hearth. It wasn't that Winterfell's Guest House was poorly built, but that the cold was too fierce. The sprawling wooden building was far from the height of luxury, yet Arianne found it almost endearingly cosy, with thick wooden walls and carved drawings of beasts on every surface not covered by white plaster. She was never more glad…
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      8. Heartfelt Hospitality8. Heartfelt Hospitality

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      by Gladiusx 10th day of the 4th Moon Torren Liddle The crisp morning air saw him kneeling in prayer at the Heart Tree amidst its thick roots, just as the first rays of the sun lazily peaked from the eastern hills. His breath formed fleeting misty clouds in the morning cold. The weirwood was old, older than the Liddles, with most of its gnarly roots being thicker than a woman's waist. Torren opened his eyes and looked at the carved face grotesquely twisted in defiance as usual. The Gods had proven merciful…
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      10.Feuds and Rivalries10.Feuds and Rivalries

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      by Gladiusx 13th of September, Friday Being back at Hogwarts and studying was odd but not unwelcome. Harry kept up his usual routine but couldn't help but notice that he could regain his magic quicker here than at Diagon Alley, thus somehow accelerating his training. He was confident that in a month or three, he would have enough control to cast most of the third-year spells without fail. As the weeks passed, he remembered the slain students and the stench of death less and less, as if Hogwarts itself forced the…
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      42.Troubled Times42.Troubled Times

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      by Gladiusx 5th December 1992, Saturday (1 day later)Diana Taylor The cold Scottish air tickled her nose, numbed and raw by the freezing winds. The morning runs were quite the challenge at the start, but a few months later, Diana found it easier. Had she been running alone, Diana would have given up within the week, but with Harry, Juno, and the Carrow twins, the morning runs flew by rather quickly amid the panted conversations. Getting up so early never got easier, though. At least Harry was running in front,…
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      17.Slaying Kings and Taking Castles17.Slaying Kings and Taking Castles

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      by Gladiusx Middle of 130 ACBaela Baela shivered, clinging closer to Moondancer's neck to warm up. Her teeth clattered so hard from the cold that they felt they would shatter. Flying in the middle of a cold winter night might have been too much after all. She felt she would freeze to death before she managed to guide Moondancer to that cave in the Dragonmont, near Cinderfall's Chasm. The location where she had agreed to meet Rhaena was a small rocky gorge where molten rock flowed down from vents, crashing into…
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      37.The Follies of Youth37.The Follies of Youth

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      by Gladiusx 24th Day of the 8th MoonArya Stark, Winterfell Ser Roderick was incredibly strict, and so was Lyra. Neither even entertained the notion of allowing her training with a sword - even a small, arming one. Thus, Arya was stuck to her original plan - she had to master the bow and dagger to begin even pushing the idea. The dagger was not flashy or exciting enough, but the bow… The idea of taking down many foes from afar was just oddly appealing. A true master marksman had to be able to wield a bow…
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      69.The Gods Will it69.The Gods Will it

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      by Gladiusx 11th Day of the 5th Moon, 299 ACMargaery Tyrell, Bronzegate The seat of House Buckler was nothing like the bright, beautiful castles she saw everywhere in the Reach. The walls were tall, thick, and gloomy; even the lumbering bronze gate the keep was named after was dull yet scarred from who knows how many sieges it endured. Like the other holdfasts in the Stormlands Margaery had visited, this one barely had any luxury on display, and even the gardens were trim and austere, with an…
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      3.Voices in the Dark3.Voices in the Dark

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      by Gladiusx ??? The Betrayed Lord Commander He woke up enveloped in a cool, pleasant sensation. The terrifying chill threatening to consume his very being was gone. Was this the afterlife?  Jon cracked his eyes open, and the curtain of light greeted him again.  ‘I am still in the heart of winter.’ But why was the burning cold gone?  It had even stopped snowing. His body no longer felt like it was about to turn into one giant icicle, and Jon felt… well. It was as if he had…
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      31.Shrouded Destinies31.Shrouded Destinies

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      by Gladiusx 23rd Day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Daenerys Targaryen, Harrenhal "Aegon and Daenerys Targaryen are one flesh, one heart, one soul, now and forever!" And now, Daenerys was a woman thrice wed, in this stuffy old sept nestled into Harrenhal's enormous courtyard. A statue loomed from above at each of the six pillars, their cold faces staring down at her with judgment. She raised her chin higher. Why would the Blood of the Dragon answer to gods, let alone men? Alas, wedding rites had to be observed…
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