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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…- 671.1 K • Completed
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81.Fight Harder
8th Day of the 8th Moon, 299 ACLord Paxter Redwyne, Torrhen's Square While sufficiently defensible, the seat of House Tallhart was not particularly prosperous, but it shouldn't have come as much of a surprise. The Tallharts were a mere Masterly House if one of the stronger ones amongst their ilk. The Lord's solar was a suitably bright but bare room with a few hunting trophies, axes, and dusty tomes along a small bookshelf. Even the sole, worn-down tapestry behind the desk displayed some…- 671.1 K • Completed
- 5th Day of the 8th Moon, 299 ACVal, the Northern Mountains Something was wrong. Her husband stiffened, and the hairs on her neck all stood up. All the direwolves halted in an eerie harmony like an invisible hand had frozen them in their step. Ghost was the first to move. His enormous form crouched low, with his snout pointed towards the cloudy sky. His maw opened, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth, but no sound came out. Yet, whilst Ghost may have been mute, his pack was not. The deafening howl…
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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…- 401.2 K • Ongoing
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8.Undercurrents
Helena Ravenclaw seemed far less chatty than the Nearly Headless Nick; she silently hovered over them with a forlorn gaze. From time to time, she would turn to the Slytherin table and scowl at the Bloody Baron, who was as gaunt and terrifying as usual. Harry finished his dinner with a slice of treacle tart, and his gaze wandered around his table - the Ravenclaws weren't even half as boisterous as the Gryffindors. It wasn't a bad thing - there was far less chatter, and a few more curious ones glanced his…- 469.5 K • Ongoing
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8.The Angler's Trial
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…- 185.8 K • Completed
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8.Dancing with Desire
Warning: Semi-graphic scene. 258 AC The Young Prince To his great dismay, daybreak saw Aerys blearily drag his legs to the training yard instead of remaining abed. As a prince of the blood, he had always enjoyed a leisurely morning, waking up whenever he felt rested enough and turning to training later in the day. But here he was, not of his own choosing for once—not today, nor the previous three mornings. Thwack! The sword was like a viper, lunging at his joints with frightening…- 202.5 K • Ongoing
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8. Heartfelt Hospitality
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…- 671.1 K • Completed
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79.Stranger's Kiss
2nd Day of the 8th Moon, 299 ACKevan Lannister, the Red Keep "Where's Pycelle?" The pale handmaids trembled under his gaze, looking like deer stuck between a rock and a hard place, until one of them bowed her head. "Gone to the Godswood, dragged by the white cloaks, m'lord regent…" Cursing inwardly, Kevan made his way to the old grove, feeling apprehension rising in his chest. The only reason the kingsguard would demand Pycelle's presence in the Godswood was his royal grandnephew, and Joffrey…- 671.1 K • Completed
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78.A Time for Wolves
28th Day of the 7th Moon, 299 AC,Commander Denys Mallister, the Shadow Tower "He's coming," Ezden no Azneq announced, his expression as sinister as always with the large black flames branded on his forehead while his eyes remained closed. The man hailing from Ghis looked like a vulture with his hooked nose and narrow face and was just as dangerous with his twisted dragonglass rod that somehow never broke despite raking through Others and wights alike. "Blessing of the Lord of the Light," he…- 671.1 K • Completed
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