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??? The Betrayed Lord Commander He woke up enveloped in a cool, pleasant sensation. The terrifying chill threatening to consume his very being was gone. Was this the afterlife? Jon cracked his eyes open, and the curtain of light greeted him again. ‘I am still in the heart of winter.’ But why was the burning cold gone? It had even stopped snowing. His body no longer felt like it was about to turn into one giant icicle, and Jon felt… well. It was as if he had…-
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Time ticked by as he enjoyed his ice cream and carefully listened to his Transfiguration professor. His gaze wandered to the street, searching for young, familiar faces. He recognised quite a few, but there were plenty of unfamiliar ones. That didn't mean much, though. Beyond those of his year, the Quidditch teams, and the DA, Harry barely knew other Hogwarts students. "Your father and his friends gave me a lot of my grey hairs," Minerva said with a drawn-out sigh as she finished the last of her…-
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The world beneath the waves was the opposite of the bare hills of Dragonstone. The cold embrace of the water was soothing, and the underwater was illuminated by the dancing rays of sunlight streaming through the surface above. The rocky seabed was dotted by jagged spirals of black volcanic stone, veiled in forests of swaying kelp that fluttered like the green banners of long-forgotten kings. Eels weaved in between, their milky white eyes inspecting him…-
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ElsewhereShe stirred.Time felt meaningless here, yet she tried to keep track. Long ago, but not too long ago, the Doom had loosened her shackles, allowing her to break free from her prison even faster. Even Brandon's Wall couldn't block the terrible ripples that rumbled from the Lands of Always Summer.Even now, even here, it still echoed and pulsed angrily.And for the first time since then, something else had happened. Far weaker and closer than the Doom, yet it represented change. The Wall blocked it…-
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Ned Stark After three gloomy days of grief and mourning, the news that Jon was waking was like a ray of sunlight tearing through the stormy sky. When he lost his father and brother, he had to deal with that loss alone, and even then, there was not much time for grief, as he had to fight for his life and his vengeance. Now, there was no war to fight to distract him, and his family was far bigger. The last three days had been dark and gloomy, and everything felt... empty after Bran's funeral. Catelyn…-
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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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259 AC, King’s Landing The Unlikely King The Crownlands and the royal banners were quick to muster; they always were. Most of the strength had gathered outside King’s Landing, a force of eight thousand strong camping on the outskirts of the city. Over a third of those swords were sworn to the Iron Throne directly. The Narrow Sea Houses were not here, gathered instead at Dragonstone, commanded by Lord Valarr Velaryon in a second host, half the strength of the one outside the city…
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3rd Day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Samwell Tarly It was nearly three hundred miles from Oldtown to Horn Hill by road, a hard stretch even in fair weather. The already long journey was lengthened further by rainy days and mud-soaked roads. His palfrey had broken its leg in the mud, and Sam had to ride the spare donkey, a slow and stubborn beast that liked to bite and kick. The crippled horse was discarded, sold for meat to the nearest inn for a few silver stags. They had left the road on the sixth…
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20th of June 1992,Nurmengard, Cassiopeia When one mentions prison, one would imagine a cold, dreary place where no sun shined, preferably deep underground. Choking stench of mould and stale air, patrolling guards, sentries, checks, iron shackles and steel bars, traps, and a myriad of security measures to prevent anyone from escaping or getting inside to free the inmates. Torture chambers would be included, of course, because criminals had to be either… plied for some information or made to repent for…
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259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess Even a day later, the merchant who had tipped off Ser Denys had yet to be found. Rhaella suspected that such would never come to pass, and even if by some stroke of fortune the king’s men arrested him, he would not know a thing himself. That did not particularly surprise her. Perhaps the master of laws and the master of whispers were working fervently on the matter and had found more, but those things would not reach her ears. On the…
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