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23rd Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC Tyrion Lannister "COME OUT!" The roar was like a thunderclap, rolling through the air and striking his head like a hammerblow. His ears were ringing, and his head buzzed with pain. By the time Tyrion managed to fight off the dizziness, a big chunk of the camp was converging towards the dragon, in a nigh unstoppable tide of steel, and the eunuch had already left him without a single care in the world. He scowled inwardly and waddled towards the hill through the…-
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21st Day of the 9th MoonThe Hand of the King Ned did not think it possible, but the heat had gotten even more unbearable, with the city overflowing with people. It was as if the thousands of visitors brought the heat and damp humidity from their homes. Even the shade provided scarce relief, and he felt like he was swimming in his sweat. Aside from the heat, things were mostly going well. The first day of the tourney saw Gorlon Pyke clinching victory at the axe-throwing, and Rogar Wull won the…-
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5th December 1992, Saturday (1 day later)Diana Taylor The cold Scottish air tickled her nose, numbed and raw by the freezing winds. The morning runs were quite the challenge at the start, but a few months later, Diana found it easier. Had she been running alone, Diana would have given up within the week, but with Harry, Juno, and the Carrow twins, the morning runs flew by rather quickly amid the panted conversations. Getting up so early never got easier, though. At least Harry was running in front,…-
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11th Day of the 9th MoonThe Onion Knight The lord's room was as bare as before, save for the two chairs and the study desk strewn with parchment, where he conducted Shireen's lessons. "Davos," Stannis let out a feeble, raspy cough from his bed. "The lessons are taking too much from me. The poppy is wearing off again." "The air in Driftmark is easier on your lungs, according to Cressen, m'lord." "I will not die-" if the wet, sickly cough made the smuggler worry, the dark blood splattering on the…
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on the ASOIAF universe. All recognisable characters, plots, and settings are the exclusive property of GRRM; I make no claim to ownership. Edited by: Bub3loka 260AC, the Red Keep The Crippled Prince Alys Arryn was now a regent of the Iron Throne, ruling in the stead of her missing husband, and Jon Arryn became Lord Protector of the Realm. The whole of the Red Keep was abuzz with the matter. Aerys was now a prisoner in the Red Keep, the familiar…-
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23rd Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC Tommen, Casterly Rock His new betrothed, Floris Rowan, was kind, quiet, and pretty, but he missed Margaery. Mother tried to hide it, but Tommen could see she disliked his new bride-to-be. But his mother rarely liked anyone. Tommen felt sad. His thoughts settled on his companions. Ser Pounce, Lady Whispers, and Ser Boot—all abandoned in the Red Keep when they fled, much to his dismay. "Having small, soft, mewling things as pets is unkingly," his mother had…
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7th of November, 1992SaturdayHarry He stirred awake, feeling stiff. It took him a few moments to blink away his blurry vision until he was squinting at the familiar ceiling of the Hospital Wing. How… How was he here again? The memories returned with the force of an angry hippogriff and made him cringe. Basilisk, Harrymort, and… Juno. "You're awake." Her voice shook him from his stupor. "Slept well?" She sat beside his bed on a chair, engrossed in what looked like a riveting textbook that…
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9th Day of the 9th MoonThe Lord of Storm's End Renly could not remember the last time Robert had called for an emergency small council meeting. It must have been a pretty dire reason if his royal brother managed to turn away his attention from his wine and whores. Surprisingly, Baelish was absent. Renly could not remember Littlefinger missing a single meeting since joining the council. A glance told him the rest of the councillors were as clueless as he was. At least his preparations for the tourney…
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After taking Greenstone and controlling the island of Estermont, Blackfyre’s advance stalled. Some of his sworn companions grew dissatisfied with the length of the war—Westeros was proving a tougher nut to crack. “Conquering the Iron Throne might take years,” Samarro Saan had said after the bloody storming of Greenstone, where each defender killed three attackers even after the gates had been opened. “And if every victory is like this, it’d take ten times the men we have to set foot in…
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22nd Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC Daenerys Targaryen, Outside Golden Tooth War was a dull affair. Not only was it dull, but it was slow, dragging through the mud like an old swine. The decision to take the war to the Westerlands had been made moons ago. Moons that it took the army to march through rain-soaked roads, ferry supplies, and carefully scout ahead. Pesky problems like arranging patrols, foraging, counting grain, and even organising the marching columns never seemed to end. A grand total…
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