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5th Day of the 3rd Moon, 303 ACCastle Black, Sansa "Thank you, Ser Davos. I will let you know my decision on the morrow," her brother dismissed the old knight. As soon as the former smuggler left, Jon turned to her. "What do you think?" "I would trust neither of them. While Ser Davos seems somewhat reliable, he wasn't a capable Hand to Stannis." The old knight could barely read, let alone lead men into battle or govern a kingdom. Besides, Stannis had lost, and he lost badly. If Davos had been a…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
- Jon Snow He looked at the piece of metal in his hand with a grimace. It looked like a sword, but that was about it. The blade was slightly twisted, the edge uneven, and he had a feeling that it would most probably break after a dozen hard blows. At least he stopped getting cracks after quenching his work, if it could even be called that. It was not even an issue of craftsmanship but magic. Weaving magic into things often had unpredictable results. Iron and steel were particularly inert to magic,…
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- 4th Day of the 3d Moon, 303 ACThe Young Dragon Aegon had decided to lead the assault on Storm's End himself, despite Griff's protests. He had remained in the camps during the storming of Gryffin's Roost, and the young king knew he had to prove himself in battle sooner or later. Their plan was relatively simple, but it could have gone very wrong very fast. The fact remained that they needed Storm's End to have a solid grasp over the Stormlands. And if they failed to take it, their whole campaign would…
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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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- Year 2319. The Ruins of London. The once great city of London had been reduced to ruin. Building grasping for the sky had been shattered as if a giant hammer had smashed them. Whole districts had been flattened, and only craters filled with noxious fumes remained of the flats and houses that dotted the city's neighbourhoods. The city had become one giant graveyard. It was as quiet as a grave, too. A cloaked figure sat in reminiscence atop a pile of rubble, looking more like a statue than a living…
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- Robb Stark Something was wrong. Ever since Grey Wind howled a few minutes ago, he was whining restlessly and nudging at his feet. "Your new dog is going to deafen us, Stark," Theon groaned. "Mayhaps you should return it to the kennels for now?" "It's a direwolf, not a dog," Robb replied without bothering to hide his annoyance. "Mayhaps we should find you a squid to keep you busy?" "It's a kraken," his friend scowled, "and I'm plenty busy already." With his whores and flirting around with…
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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 folded the…
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- 28th Day of the 2nd Moon, Year 303 After Aegon's Conquest Castle Black The air was so heavy and charged with magic that it pulsed, crackling with energy. A grand ritual of fire and blood, bound by magic and fate, swirled from the blazing pyre. Aemon, son of Maekar, left the world with a smile as if he knew a joke nobody else did. An old and wise man who declined kingship for duty. Even when his sight failed him, his wits remained sharp, and Aemon kept tending to the Night's Watch to the best of…
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