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15th Day of the 9th Moon, 303 AC Damion Lannister, Braavos He had never been a large man, nor broad of shoulder, but age had shrunken him all the same. Perhaps it was some hidden ailment, or he had displeased the gods somehow, but at eight-and-fifty, Ser Damion Lannister stood scarcely five and a half feet, his limbs turned to kindling twigs, his knees trembling like old reeds in the wind. The strength he had once carried into the lists, the pride he bore in the melee of his youth, had long since…- 401.2 K • Ongoing
- While Wyman Manderly was said to be the King's right hand, the Queen would be his left. It was as rare as it was unexpected for a monarch to entrust his wife with any of the duties of ruling, let alone the fierce warrior known as the Demon of Winterfell. Yet despite the naysayers, this daring move paid off. Shireen Stark was just and fair like her father before. But unlike Stannis, she made many a friend and was beloved by smallfolk and nobles of the…
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Eddard Stark16th Day of the 5th Moon Ned groaned tiredly and took a generous gulp from his cup of ale. Juggling Robert, the royal party, and his bannermen quickly became tiring. His lessons with Robb became far rarer and shorter, and Ned even managed to sneak a few sparring sessions in a private yard very early in the morn, relieving some of his tension. "I hope there are no more mishaps." "I'd hardly call a training yard spat a mishap," Howland chuckled. "Those happen all the time." "Both the…- 671.1 K • Completed
- 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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- 31st of October 1993, Sunday (8 days later) Juno Harry learned from his mistakes with frightening speed—it was incredibly hard to defeat him twice the same way. It was an instinctive talent for fighting that made even her envious. “Frigor Umbra!” The icy shade was met with a burst of fire, melting it away with a shriek. That trick had worked only twice more before Harry managed to counter it. Not that it mattered. The barrage of spells from Amelia’s wand did not slow even…
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- 14th Day of the 3rd Moon, 303 ACJon Snow Eyes closed, he focused on slipping his mind into the black-feathered bird on the desk before him. "Fool, fool," Mormont's raven cawed at him, making Jon halt his attempts with a snort. With a sigh, he stood up and tossed a few kernels of corn to the crotchety bird, who greedily began pecking at them. Maybe he was a fool. With quite some effort, Jon could slip into the minds of other animals. He had the easiest time with horses and ravens, but it took…
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- 16th Day of the 11th MoonThe Spider On days like this, Varys could not help but marvel at the whim of the gods. A furious storm had raged through the narrow sea for days, and many ships were sunk. Better yet, the direwolf and mermen sails had not been seen arriving anywhere from Gulltown to the Pebbles. It seemed like wolves made for poor swimmers. The Spider cared little about godly matters, but was this what it meant to have divine favour? A king's death was a heavy blow, and someone had to take…
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- 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…
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- Disclaimer: I don't own HP, GOT, or ASOIAF. Would have finished the last two properly if I had.Edited by Bub3loka 12th Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC Sarella Sand, the North "We could still turn back," Nymeria whispered, her hands trembling beneath the folds of a heavy green cloak. She was wrapped in layers upon layers of cloth like a newborn babe, but she still shivered. The cold northern wind paid no heed to Dornish finery or womanly grace. Gone were the silks and gauzy cottons they had…
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- Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest A part of him wanted to deny it, but the scaly black dragon overhead convinced him far easier than any words ever could. Jon could feel it in his bones. Somehow, he was in the wrong time. Year 129 after Aegon’s Conquest. Jon knew of the year—every man, woman, and child in the Seven Kingdoms knew of it, from the highest of lords to the poorest of paupers, from the Wall all the way to Sunspear. They knew of it just as they knew the year the Conqueror…
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