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      69.Setting the Stage69.Setting the Stage

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      by Gladiusx 1st of November 1994, Tuesday Harry “I have no enemies, nor any feuds, I swear. Neither does my boy… help me, Headmaster, please.” Harry awkwardly shuffled his weight from one leg to the other, feeling completely out of place, even though Trelawney had yet to notice him. Nevertheless, he didn’t dare to ease his magic and reveal his presence. The poor woman did not know the man she had so dearly loved was merely a husk controlled by the dark lord, and even if she did, it would do her no…
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      68. Of Magical Goblets and Enchanted Rings68. Of Magical Goblets and Enchanted Rings

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      by Gladiusx The end of October 1994 Ron Weasley The school year was in full swing.  Even though Voldemort had returned, not much had changed for Ron. Wizarding Britain seemed as peaceful as ever, and whatever happened on the Continent seemed too distant. He trained harder, and the D.A. meeting had grown solemn, yes, but the rest of the school was much the same, if with the addition of a handful of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students.  The former were all proud and haughty, while the latter were…
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      66.A Glimpse of the Summit66.A Glimpse of the Summit

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      by Gladiusx 6th of September 1994, Tuesday (3 days later) Harry Potter Power throbbed beneath his skin as the air itself was alight by spellfire. Curled in his fingers, his wand sang with joy. Dozens of jagged shards of ice rushed his way. He could feel the chill coalescing into the frost, melding seamlessly into the magic. Harry was undaunted. Back ramrod straight, he stabbed his wand like a sword, shattering them midway with a pulse of raw magic. He ducked under a purple curse, caught a Finger-Twisting…
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      73.For the Good of Wizardkind73.For the Good of Wizardkind

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      by Gladiusx 29th of November 1994, Tuesday (2 days later)  ??? The Dark Lord The plan to meet with the Italian Minister and control him in person had fallen through. Dumbledore had moved swiftly, notifying the ICW and even managing to make the slothful behemoth act quickly—Ettore Velenza was now guarded by twenty elite hit wizards from Africa, Australia, and the Far East around the clock. They were no better or worse than other veteran hit wizards where fighting and guarding were concerned, but each one…
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      25.A Den of Vipers25.A Den of Vipers

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, King’s Landing The Wandering Bastard  “This is bloody slow,” Tormund groaned, looking at the winding queue that disappeared into the gatehouse before them.  They had barely moved ten yards in the last half an hour, and his squire had begun to grow impatient.  “Patience is a virtue,” Daeron chided, as he petted his donkey without a care in the world.  Tormund scowled, and while he ceased his complaints, he dismounted and kept shuffling, quite unable to…
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      31.Petulance and Peaches31. Petulance and Peaches

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess  “Thank you, Jasen,” she said, nodding to the innkeeper as he personally brought over the trays laden with a hearty fare.  He gave her a beaming smile. “It’s my honour, m’lady princess. Fret not, I won’t tell a single word.” After bowing so deeply that his jowls jiggled vigorously, the plump man retreated, leaving behind a table groaning under the weight of the courses. He had even brought over proper first-course…
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      23.Coiling Sparks23.Coiling Sparks

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess  Was this choice any choice at all? Could she ever stay in the Red Keep and watch dragons grow, without ever being allowed to claim one?  “Why are they caged, grandfather?” she asked instead. Aegon’s face darkened. “There were six hatchlings at first. The sixth drakeling was a small, misshapen thing with its wings feeble and undeveloped. Its clutchmates pounced on it before I could even move, tearing it apart in moments. They have…
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      5.The Wingless Maiden5.The Wingless Maiden

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Rhaena Targaryen A storm was brewing. It was not going to be a storm of wind and rain and thunder, but one that would shake her life—she just knew it. Everything looked calm on the surface, but Rhaena knew better. The House of the Dragon was divided ever since she and her sister were born, and Rhaena felt things wouldn’t be resolved so simply, despite everyone’s reassurances to the contrary.  Her father and stepmother, Princess Rhaenyra, were growing…
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      34.The Fall of a Titan34.The Fall of a Titan

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      by Gladiusx 7th Day of the 10th Moon, 303 AC Petyr Baelish, Casterly Rock How much could you strip from a man before he lost his will to live? How much could you take before they shattered? For good or ill, some men broke early, some men endured until the end, and Edmure Tully was the former. The last Tully lord was dead.  He had been placed in the upper cells of Casterly Rock, the pleasant, cosy ones made for noble prisoners, with windows carved into the stone and clean bedding. They called them…
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      1.Prologue1.Prologue

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      by Fable Weaver Year 2319. The Ruins of London. The once great city of London had been reduced to ruin. Building grasping for the sky had been shattered as if a giant hammer had smashed them. Whole districts had been flattened, and only craters filled with noxious fumes remained of the flats and houses that dotted the city's neighbourhoods. The city had become one giant graveyard. It was as quiet as a grave, too. A cloaked figure sat in reminiscence atop a pile of rubble, looking more like a statue than a living…
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