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23.A Welcome Visitor
27th Day of the 5th MoonEdmure Tully, the North After the narrow causeway of the Neck, the kingsroad had dwindled to two winding dirt tracks, surrounded by endless hills and forests. "I can barely feel my arse anymore," Kirth Vance groaned. "After so much riding, it must have taken the shape of the saddle. I hope all the coin spent buying two dozen more palfreys from Lord Vypern and this mad rush is worth it." Edmure's backside and legs felt much the same, together with the rest of his weary body,…-
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23.A New Path Forward
130 AC The Dragonslayer Jon crawled onto the rocky shore, gasping for breath and shivering. The earlier tension had drained out of his body, leaving weakness behind. His limbs felt heavy, and his joints groaned painfully with each movement. His innards felt like someone had stirred them with a ladle, and the skin on his hands and chest was burned by Vhagar’s searing blood earlier and still stung. It was not a terrible burn, but Jon knew it would leave a mark—yet another trophy of survival upon…-
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22.Sowing the Wind
17th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC Denys Drumm, the Sunset Sea Denys drove the point of his blade through ringmail and flesh with ease, the ripples of red steel sliding into the foe's breast as though it were butter. A twist, a yank, and the man crumpled. Another stood before him, a Greenlander armoured in heavy steel, hefting a greatsword. Yet no matter how heavy his strikes or good his lobstered plate was, he was no match for the Lord of Old Wyk. Not with Red Rain in Denys Drumm's hand. The Valyrian…-
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22.On Jagged Wings
130 AC Casterly Rock Word of King’s Landing's fall and the battle in the Riverlands had seen what remained of the Greens gather in Casterly Rock for a new council. It was an odd royal council, filled with young faces—no lord or knight here was older than thirty. Their fathers and uncles had all perished in the fighting, whether against Riverlanders, Ironborn, or Northmen. “Useless fools!” Aemond roared, flinging a goblet of wine at the wall. He looked at the spindly old maester and barely…-
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22.Ominous Awakening
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess Dim light slipped through the curtains, the sort that comes when it's still day outside but the sky is cloudy. The waking world was not much better than the Dream. Her limbs had thinned and were now heavy and slow to obey, though her mind was surprisingly clear. Something had also changed in the air, but it was too subtle for Rhaella to pinpoint. Moments after she stirred awake, Pycelle swept into the room, fussing over her and muttering…-
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22.Apprehension
25th of January, 1992, Saturday In a small clearing amidst Bradley's Woods, crimson runes glowed eerily in the darkness from a queer assortment of mossy stones. In the centre stood a man crowned with silver, his skin fissured like a cracked vase. He was surrounded by three young children arranged on the ground in a triangular position, their heads facing him. Their fearful gazes moved erratically, yet their limbs and tongues refused to budge even an inch despite the lack of visible…-
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22.A Religious Dispute
22nd Day of the 5th MoonVal The weather had turned warm again after the Cold Shadows were slain. Jon Snow had been different since meeting with his Crow uncle. Truth be told, Val still felt a tad guilty for unwillingly listening in on their talk. Still, she struggled to wrap her head around half the things they mentioned. It wasn't an obvious thing, but Val could see that his steps had become lighter and his rare laughter - more joyful and genuine. As if a weight that the warg lord had carried had…-
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21.Of Fire and Dreams
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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21.Ethereal Pursuits
259 AC, the Riverlands The Wandering Bastard It took time for a lord to find out when riders sent to patrol ‘disappeared’. If the lord’s lands were vast enough, some patrols could ride around for days, even weeks, before returning. It was far more likely that a passing traveller, vagrant or some merchant would find the corpses and bring word of it to the nearest holdfast. From there, they would send a raven to the lord if they had one, and a rider to bring the word if they…-
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21.Enter the Dogfather
30th of December, Monday "Congratulations, Mr Black, you're now officially discharged." "About damn time," Sirius grumbled as he pulled on a plain black robe. The damned thing was so bland that it would better suit Snivellus instead of a handsome dog like him. The first thing he would do was buy a nice leather jacket… and a wand. His old wand had been regrettably snapped once he was chucked in Azkaban for life. "Also, there's no need for formalities, Ted! We are family, after all." Especially…-
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