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Epilogue-From the Ashes
By 309 AC, nobody had seen the corsairs of the Basilisk Isles for nearly five years. None of the ships sent to investigate had returned either, and rumours from the East claimed the waterways of Asshai had become impassable… -Unnamed Lyseni Chronicler Late 308 AC, Winterfell Jon Stark Stormclouds blotted out the sky, and just as he predicted, it soon came. The distant clap of thunder echoed from the open shutter, and Jon Stark felt his body and magic tingle. It was time. With a…-
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21.Built Different
20th Day of the 5th MoonVal Val thought she knew the cold well. She was born here, in the cold dark forests and raised and grown amidst ice and snow. Yet, when she took a breath, it was so cold it burned, and her mare, obedient and calm Mara, was neighing uneasily beneath her, struggling against the reins for the first time Val could remember. No, it was not the fear of seeing icy horrors from the tales of old crawling into existence before her own eyes. It wasn't the high-pitched, keening…-
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23.Murky Waters
15th of March, Monday Juno was bored. It had been two weeks since Quirrell decided to shuffle around the duelling partners in the Defence practice. No longer having to struggle against Harry, Juno was faced with Granger, Robins, Dunbar, Goldstein, that coward Brocklehurst, Brown, and Turpin - fighting against all of them was pathetically easy. To her surprise, Weasley was slightly better, but not enough to give her pause. Padma, Morag, and Diana were interesting opponents. Juno tried to…-
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8.Waking the Dragon
?303 ACThe Breaker of Chains, Mereen Drogon had always been the most unruly of her children, and even now, mounted atop his thick, scaly neck, Daenerys struggled to rein in the black dragon. Even tying the makeshift saddle had ended up with two men with broken ribs, courtesy of Drogon's lashing tail and wings. Now, strapped with chains to the dragon's neck, Daenerys had trouble steering him properly. His response to the reins was muted even when she pulled with all her strength, and using a whip only…-
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50.Woes and Follies
18th Day of the 11th MoonGarlan Tyrell, Bitterbridge Two ravens had arrived with them in the Caswell seat - a white one from the Citadel announcing the arrival of autumn and a black one from King's Landing, carrying black words with it. For a day, Renly looked as smug as a cat that had just caught a songbird when the raven of Joffrey's wedding to Myrielle Lannister arrived. "Of course, we cannot let such an injustice stand," his father declared righteously when Renly presented the book of the…-
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82.Of Ice and Blood
14th Day of the 8th Moon, 299 ACThe Quiet Wolf, Myr He dreamt of the Northern mountains, of a corpse-strewn shore with towering weirwoods before an old castle, but the faces looked freshly carved, all solemn, grim, and vengeful to the last. The pleasant chill in the air felt nostalgic after Essos's suffocating heat. It felt like home. Ned knew that place, for he had visited Stonegate Keep many times, even with the uncharacteristic stench of death and battle lingering in the air. 'This is not a normal…-
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24.Writhing Shadows
24th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC The Mad Maid, Oldtown The looming oily darkness pressed into her dreams and seeped into the recesses of her mind, and Malora Hightower awoke in a bed of cold sweat with a silent scream on her lips. Her heart was racing, and her thin limbs felt sorer than usual. Her heart hammered against her ribs, and it would not calm. Breathe in. Breathe out. Many called her the Witch of Hightower or the Mad Maid. They were not wrong. She was born with a rare talent unseen for…-
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Epilogue-The Sundering
The Hound, they called him. Not a knight, never a knight, despite bearing a white cloak once. A deserter, an oathbreaker, and a dangerous beast of a man who had sent too many to the Stranger before their time. When he washed near the Quiet Isle, I was tempted, oh so very tempted, to leave the rot in his wounds to spread and let the fever take its course. Or simply let him drift down the Bay of Crabs, where the bay's namesakes would feast on his flesh and return him to the Stranger's embrace. By all…-
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1. Prologue
Year 3XX After Aegon's Conquest The sun had not risen in months, and the only lights were the flickering flames of the torches and the soft glow of the waning moon. Unfortunately, Jon had no time to enjoy the view, no matter how magnificent. A cold wind was blowing, cutting as sharp as a knife through even the thickest of furs, and the screams of men dying echoed across the field. The air was filled with the stench of rot and decay. Jon swiftly yet precisely brandished Longclaw in his right hand…-
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32.Lies, Deception
7th Day of the 8th MoonKing's LandingEddard Stark The king's steward was a jolly, balding man with a large potbelly, garbed in dark red robes adorned by golden stags and lions along the length of the sleeves. He warily stepped back at the sight of Winter but quickly managed to school his face with a slightly forced smile. Not that he was alone in this, most of the men-at-arms guarding the Red Keep looked at the direwolf with unease. "Lord Hand," he bowed with a stiff flourish. "Grandmaester…-
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