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13th Day of the 8th MoonEddard Stark He couldn't help but feel disappointed at Robert's bored indifference. Where was his friend who would daringly leap head-first into every fray, voice booming and warhammer swinging? Truth be told, Ned had suspected the Night's Watch plea would fall on deaf ears within the council, but he harboured the tiniest smidgeon of hope that the king would leap at the chance of fighting. Alas, the Lord of Winterfell was met with profound disappointment instead. The lauded…- 671.1 K • Completed
- 7th of November, Thursday "Enough theory for now," Flitwick squeaked out, much to Diana's relief. The endless stream of words about the difference between visualisation and will and how essential it was for casting had her feeling numb. Her wrist, too, after writing it down with a damned quill. At least she stopped blotching her ink all over the parchment. "Now, let us return to the levitation charm-" Diana tuned out the diminutive Charms master and stared at the white feather on the desk before her…
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- Year 306 After Aegon's Conquest Jon Snow The Bay of Ice Fools oft used to say the world would end in fire. But now, they feared it would end in ice. Jon was no different. Warmth, let alone fire, was merely a distant dream. But it was a dream that came to him every time he closed his eyes, the crackling of burning wood, the soft smell of oak, the rush of heat. It was an odd thing to dream of fire instead of the sun's kiss in the darkness, for the North did not lack wood; it never had. But no man…
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- 12th Day of the 7th MoonMelisandre of Asshai Her dreams were short, yet cursed like always - respite and agony intertwined. Before, Melisandre felt rested after an hour of sleep, yet… now, it was steadily growing. Two moons ago, her evening rest had already increased to two hours, and now, to her horror, it was steadily approaching three. And Melisandre of Asshai loathed sleeping and the dreams that came with it even more. 'Melony,' It was a woman's cry, followed by a man's voice, 'Lot…
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- 13th of June, Saturday, 1992 "I want the Quidditch Cup in my office next June!" Slughorn looked extremely disappointed that morning as the Slytherins prepared to depart. "What happened this year is absolutely unacceptable." With the Slytherin and Gryffindor Quidditch teams gutted, the Cup would have been decided between the Ravenclaws and the Hufflepuffs. Hufflepuff had clenched the Quidditch Cup by a hair's breadth, their first victory in nearly two decades. "Yes, Professor," Marcus…
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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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- 18th Day of the 4th Moon, 303 ACMeera Reed, Beyond the Wall Darkness had fallen, and the half-moon shone ominously from above, illuminating the twisted snow-covered forest. The dead were almost upon them, and there was no escape. After Bran had been marked, the wights and their icy masters always knew how to find them, no matter how far they went. The half-dead Benjen Stark had managed to help them escape… for a time. Yet, his horse was alive, and like all living things, it would eventually tire.…
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- 259 AC, Beyond the Wall The Lost Bastard Blood bloomed across the snow like a crimson flower as Jon cautiously inched closer, stretching his senses. But there was only silence amidst the trees and the snow. The singer was dead. It was alone, too. He felt nothing at the sight, as if he had killed just another hare, but his eyes studied the fallen creature regardless. Dark brown skin, dappled with pale spots like a deer. It possessed a child’s stature, but its nose was too flat to be human, as…
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- 27th Day of the 5th MoonEdmure Tully, the North After the narrow causeway of the Neck, the kingsroad had dwindled to two winding dirt tracks, surrounded by endless hills and forests. "I can barely feel my arse anymore," Kirth Vance groaned. "After so much riding, it must have taken the shape of the saddle. I hope all the coin spent buying two dozen more palfreys from Lord Vypern and this mad rush is worth it." Edmure's backside and legs felt much the same, together with the rest of his weary body,…
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- 31st of October, Thursday The castle's hallways were forebodingly dim, and the air seemed heavy. The old warlock stretched his senses to the limit, but it was for nought - it was not magic. At least none he could feel, despite honing this ability to the limit for many decades. Yet, all that could be attributed to the day - Samhain's Eve was special. The drowsy ambience had most of the portraits already asleep. With a snap of his fingers, all the torches immediately came alive, burning with…
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