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2nd Day of the 6th Moon, 303 ACSansa Stark The last day had been a blur; her thoughts drifted with the wind, and everything felt like a fleeting dream. After the meeting, Sansa patiently waited aside as Jon spoke to her granduncle. Having Ser Brynden Tully swear his service to him was a bold yet cunning move, which would only bolster Jon's legitimacy. The answers her brother promised were nearing. But… was he her brother? Or was he Aunt Lyanna's son as Barbrey had claimed? After her…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
- Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestRhaena 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 more tense by the…
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- 6th of September 1993, Monday (3 days later)Ron Weasley He strolled into History of Magic with a little more than resigned exhaustion and no expectations. Class began mundanely enough, with their new teacher taking roll. Professor Remus Lupin was certainly far more engaging than Binns ever could be, even if the bar was not particularly high. The new professor was well-built and energetic, with a strange claw scar on his cheek and an intense look in his eyes. Ron got the impression that there was more…
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- 258 AC, Beyond the Wall The Betrayed Lord Commander No wonder everything was different. Jon had half a mind to believe that he had indeed awakened in the year 258 after Aegon’s Conquest—Bloodraven looked like a spry old man despite entering his ninth decade, not a corpse or a shrivelled old relic of nearly a hundred and thirty years. Even the luckiest men could scarcely live over a hundred years, and even old man Aemon looked like a single gust of wind would topple him at a hundred and two. At…
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- 28th of October, WednesdayHarry Monster hunting is a dangerous endeavour, but if there's one advantage wizard folk have over magical beasts, it's preparation. Potions that make you quicker, or your mind-sharper, protective clothing, enchantments to neutralise or even reduce the danger, portkeys to get you out of sticky situations where you can't gather enough focus or magic to apparate–each advantage can save your life, especially in cases when you're venturing into the hunting business alone.At the…
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- HighgardenGarlan Tyrell Bound by elaborate floral-patterned steelwork, the thick oaken gates of Highgarden were as beautiful as the rest of the high seat of the Reach. High-arched and tall, they were painted with an intricate golden rose that split between the middle as the gates were opened. Garlan greeted the guards and rode Audrey, his faithful dapple-grey mare, past the open entrance. The familiar briar labyrinth was the first to greet him, walled by pale crenellated curtain walls on both sides…
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- 27th Day of the 6th MoonTyrion Lannister, Castle Black His boots crunched as they stepped over the crushed gravel atop the walkway. Tywin Lannister's youngest son was cold - the thick, fur-lined cloak and the layers of wool and leather couldn't truly fight off the vicious icy winds cutting at his face and pulling up his clothes like an insistent lover. The sun peaked between the turbulent clouds above, but its rays scarcely provided any warmth. Pissing off the top of the Wall had proven a…
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- 9th Day of the 3rd Moon, 299 ACThe Lord Regent, King's Landing Last night had been a disaster, but Joffrey had lived. Everyone who wasn't deaf could hear his angry shrieks throughout the Red Keep. "I want them dead, all of them, DEAD!" They had been so close to defeat, so close, and at the hands of some angry gutter rats instead of Renly's blades or Mace Tyrell's schemes. Should Joffrey have perished last night, their cause would have been crushed. Without Tommen or Joffrey, Myrcella…
- 7th of June 1992 Sunday Lucius Malfoy returned home feeling drained. It was just early morning, but wrangling with Albus Dumbledore on the back foot was never easy. His wife was awaiting him in the parlour, garbed in an elegant black velvet dress slashed with silver that brought out her ample chest. The table behind her had a hearty breakfast that made his mouth water. "How is it?" Narcissa asked, impassive, her eyes sliding over to his left sleeve. Lucius rubbed his robed forearm, where the…
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- 1st of September 1994, Thursday (71 days later) Ronald Weasley Platform Nine and Three Quarters was as lively as ever. For once, they hadn’t arrived at the last moment—a glance at the clock told him they had seven minutes before departure instead of the usual four. Their dad was busy with yet another urgent call-up from the ministry—something about breaking the island-wide enchantments again. “Yeah, yeah, we’ll write every week, Mum,” Fred was saying, winking to his…
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