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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The sky was dotted by a veil of torn-up clouds as if heralding the bloody savageness that would take hold of the Seven Kingdoms soon. It certainly heralded Jon Snow’s impending predicament. Some days, it felt as if the gods themselves were mocking him. His desire for peace and solitude in this time, which was not his own, felt so strangely impossible, as if to spite his ambition to become a fisherman. This was not his fight. This…-
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??? The Betrayed Lord Commander Longclaw stabbed at the ice, aiming for the chest of the Cold One. TING! A shrill sound tore through the air, as terrible as the wailing of a dying beast. Jon’s wrists rattled at the recoil, and he almost dropped his sword. Cracks spreading like a spiderweb had appeared where he had struck, but the ice was still whole. The snowy ice underneath was too slippery. With such uneasy footing, it was hard to exert his full strength. Yet he gritted his…-
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By 309 AC, nobody had seen the corsairs of the Basilisk Isles for nearly five years. None of the ships sent to investigate had returned either, and rumours from the East claimed the waterways of Asshai had become impassable… -Unnamed Lyseni Chronicler Late 308 AC, Winterfell Jon Stark Stormclouds blotted out the sky, and just as he predicted, it soon came. The distant clap of thunder echoed from the open shutter, and Jon Stark felt his body and magic tingle. It was time. With a…-
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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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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The dungeons of Dragonstone were far warmer than the ice cells of Castle Black, but it was merely a different sort of ordeal. The air here was hot and humid, heavy with sulphur. There was no light here, aside from a single ray coming through a finger-sized hole in the ceiling. 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…
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259 AC The Crownlands The Pale Knight Jon had always known the reign of the Unlikely was far from smooth, but witnessing the trouble and woe of the land with his own eyes was far different from reading lifeless words inked down on a page. Even the North in his day was never completely worry-free with its vast territory, the wildling raids, and the danger of Ironmen threatening the western shores and pirates plaguing the eastern shores, but the situation left him feeling aghast. The…
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?, ElsewhereFissures covered the rune-covered stone. A little more, only a little more, it would shatter, leaving a final shackle behind. The raven's death had loosened her fetters further, and there was no longer a powerful green one hiding in the roots and trying to strengthen the shackles and block her sons. She could almost taste the freedom and the revenge.Yet once more, the air rippled, change felt even through Brandon's Wall.Someone… someone was wielding fire and blood, and she could feel it even…
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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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1st of September 1993, Wednesday (Same Day)Harry Potter "I-I can't breathe," Diana wheezed out, and Harry realised his magic had been flaring. "Sorry," he offered awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck, reining in his magic. Sirius had warned him that his presence had become dangerous, but Harry had thought his godfather had been joking because what did that even mean? Taking a better look, it seemed Draco wasn't making trouble for the Muggle-born girl, but merely speaking to her. Amiably. Harry…
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20th of June 1994, Monday (24 days later) Harry Potter The garden in Potter Home was transformed into an odd union of a Muggle running track and a playground. He tickled Estelle with the crimson feather, and she giggled louder, happily waving her chubby arms at him. Chuckling, he skilfully waved the prize just out of her reach, but eventually allowed his goddaughter’s fingers to pluck the feather from his grasp. Without hesitation, she put it in her mouth and started…
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