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    • 25.Epilogue-Dancing with Shadows25.Epilogue-Dancing with Shadows

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      by Gladiusx The exact origin of King Jon Stark is greatly disputed, but most scholars agree that he is King Viserys’s son. Some claim he’s a dragonseed left by Jaehaerys in his royal progressions in the North, but they offer little proof.  Nothing is known about King Jon’s childhood or dwelling, and the first record of him is in Ashcove, in the final months of his father’s reign. Even the King has never spoken of his family, aside from the name of his mother, Lyanna, once mentioned in the trial of…
    • 87.End of the Rope87.End of the Rope

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      by Gladiusx 21st day of the 9th moon, 299 ACMelisandre of Asshai, near a nameless holdfast Unlike the mere stop at Eastwatch in her quest for answers, Melisandre could now rest and look at her surroundings. And see, she did, for the North was different in her eyes. It differed from the lands sprawling Beyond the Wall and the primordial Haunted Forest. The Wolfswood was just as old, but the Northmen had left their trace on it, down to the well-trodden forest paths, the old remnants of ringforts, or the…
    • 44.Glowing Embers44.Glowing Embers

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      by Gladiusx 22nd December 1992 (same day)Albus Dumbledore Twice slain, thrice risen, the herald of death shall once again face destiny. It didn't make sense. Twice slain implied the herald of death would be… well, dead. But then again, prophecies rarely made any sense. His meditation sessions had become significantly more effective in suppressing the Death Stick's influence after All Hallows' Eve. Whatever had happened that day had brought a significant change in the Hallow, and the bloodthirsty artefact…
    • 14.Resisting Temptations14.Resisting Temptations

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      by Gladiusx Edited by: Bub3loka130 ACJon Stark He awoke, feeling weak and stiff—more stiff than weak. His eyelids were as heavy as lead, but he pushed them open, only to be greeted by a familiar ceiling and darkness. But the darkness did not hamper his vision at all, for he could see every detail of the rafters above. It was not the weirdest thing that had happened to Jon, so he just shrugged and accepted it. His hand was already reaching for Skyfall, finding the sword sheathed beside his bed. It brought him…
    • 67.Of Daring and Fury67.Of Daring and Fury

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      by Gladiusx 5th Day of the 5th Moon, 299 ACDaario Naharis, Northern Myrish Heartland. "We found 'em," Mero, the Captain of the Second Sons, came to their weathered camp with a posse of his sellswords. "Who did you find?" Daario Naharis asked, stroking his painted beard. "Was it another group of rebels? Or perhaps some of the fools that aid them?" "I found both," Mero said, and a savage smile spread across his scarred face, reminding Daario of a crimson ape from the Summer Isles with his long, bushy, gold-red…
    • 15.Treason15.Treason

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      by Gladiusx "The whore on Dragonstone is not the threat. No more than Rowan and those traitors in the Reach. The danger is my uncle. Once Daemon is dead, all those fools flying our sister's banners will run back to their castles and trouble us no more." -Aemond Targaryen The Greens gained momentum after the Sacking of Tumbleton. It was said that Maelor's brutal death had awoken a terrible anger in the young Prince Daeron, for he had ordered the inhabitants of the market town put to the sword—even the women…
    • 84.Waves of Blood84.Waves of Blood

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      by Gladiusx Second Half of the 8th Moon, 299 ACVictarion Greyjoy, Outside Deepwood Motte "So my last son is dead," Balon noted, his impassive face darkening as he listened to Meldred Merlyn's blubbering explanation. "And you fled from the battle despite having the numbers." "They had an army of wolves and giants, behemoths that were all teeth and fur," Meldred whimpered, head bowed all the way to the ground. Victarion never considered the Merlyn lord to be a great warrior, but he didn't think him such a…
    • 86.Likes Candles in the Wind86.Likes Candles in the Wind

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      by Gladiusx 12th Day of the 9th Moon, 299 ACSer Kevan Lannister, King's Landing Kevan stood at the Red Keep's ramparts and gazed upon King's Landing and the Blackwater Rush, ignoring the petering of the rain as it slowly soaked through his cloak. There wasn't much else to do nowadays, at least until the rain passed. Some days, the rain halted, but the sky was overcast, and the wind coming from the sea was vicious, promising a return of the storm. And the storm would return the next day or the one after.…
    • 32.The Price of a Gift32.The Price of a Gift

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      by Gladiusx 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…
    • 83.Vows of Malice83.Vows of Malice

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      by Gladiusx 19th Day of the 8th Moon, 299 ACMyrcella, Winterfell Myrcella stood on the battlements of the so-called Princess Tower. Now fully rebuilt, it was taller than before at nearly two hundred and seventy feet and was her most expensive project. She had requested the rebuilt watchtower to be as tall as possible, but what made it more expensive was the thick iron rod on the roof and the thick band of copper wire that went from it all the way under the ground. "Could have made dozens of swords from that much…
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