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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…- 202.5 K • Ongoing
- 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…
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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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- 24th of July, 1991 He had no idea how long he was staring at the dark ink. Privet Driver number six? Was his memory faulty? Or was this just another change? He remembered the Dursleys lived in Number Four Privet Drive, not Number Six. He sighed and rummaged through a small drawer in the corner to find a pen and a piece of paper. What would he even write? He knew Vernon would not spare even a penny for him to visit London. Without a wand, Harry Potter was utterly helpless. During the last year on…
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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…- 401.2 K • Ongoing
- 130 ACBaela Targaryen The Chamber of the Painted Table saw a war council again, and now it was no longer as empty as a sept when the whores offered bargain nights. This time, even Baela was invited. The killing of the Usurper had won her the favour of many. Some hailed her as a kingslayer, though others whispered behind her back. "Kinslayer," they would murmur, but never to her face. Accursed was the kinslayer. Baela did not feel any different, though. Jon had said Aegon had perished…
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- th Day of the 5th Moon, Castle BlackThe First Ranger Four of them were crammed inside the Lord Commander's solar, looking over the map of Beyond the Wall. "You expect us to believe this… old wives' tale?" Ser Alliser snorted. Benjen could clearly detect the hint of derision in his flinty voice, but he cared not. He knew the man was bitter and did not begrudge him. Many forced between the black, the block, or losing some limb held resentment. Nowadays, few came to the Watch on their own, and even…
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- 24th November, Saturday Hogwarts had proved everything his brothers said it was… and more. Everything was new and exciting and… hard. Harry Potter was here, but he had joined Ravenclaw for some reason. Everyone dreamed of becoming friends with The Boy Who Lived, and Ron was no exception. But reality was often disappointing, as he discovered in the last few months. Potter was polite yet reclusive and kept to himself except for his short muggle-born friend. The House of Wit and Learning had proved…
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- 22nd Day of the 6th Moon, 303 ACMelisandre of Asshai The last moon had opened her eyes. Winterfell was akin to Storm's End; she could feel the old, forgotten spells woven into the bedrock below. They blocked light, shadow, and darkness in equal measure. And the air sang when Jon was crowned, the tune echoing deep into the ground below. From smoke and salt, he was reborn, waking more than he had been before. Tempered by the cold grasp of death and reforged fires of the funeral pyre, the…
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- 259 AC, The Riverlands The Wandering Bastard Only once they passed the great causeway of the Neck and the horses set hoof into the Riverlands did Jon Snow feel at ease. A part of him had yearned to stop at Winterfell, to try and enter his former home and meet his grandparents, who were about his age now. Yet Jon knew all too well now was not the time. Any bonds of kinship they had would not be recognised, aye, but he could have still stopped for that promised reward. Yet, it was something else…
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