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259 AC, The Red Keep The Young Princess “Are you certain you wish to do this?” Whitedream’s face was twisted into a heavy frown. “There are easier ways, my young apprentice.” “Leaving the Red Keep is not an option,” she said. “Not for me, and not now.” The quiet stretched as Rhaella studied her mentor’s still face. It gave away nothing, as Whitedream had the uncanny skill just to sit still without moving a muscle for hours, but his eyes betrayed him. They had darkened…-
242.5 K • Ongoing
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17th of October, Thursday His lungs burned with each breath as he moved his weary limbs, which felt stiff and heavy as if made of lead. While Harry jogged every morning, he only pushed himself to the limit every second day, and it was never easy. It was still dark, with only the barest hint of light peeking from the eastern horizon. Harry didn't have to light his way since the sky was unblemished by any clouds, and the stars shined brightly, softly illuminating the grass-covered ground below and…-
494.2 K • Ongoing
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Rhaena Targaryen Surprisingly, Ser Alfred Broome had convinced the angry crowd that sheer numbers would not make a difference and had only requested those good with a sling, harpoon, or bow to join him, totalling a dozen men. The mutinous Pyne and Cave squires were barred from joining. The Broome knight’s stern face remained unmoved as he said, “Your parents entrusted me with your safety, and I shall not allow you to follow me into a dragon’s lair on the…-
191.3 K • Completed
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1st Day of the 6th Moon, 303 ACSansa Stark, The fields outside Winterfell With the armies taking the field, Sansa found herself unable to remain idle in the encampment. Today was the culmination of months of plotting and planning, countless sleepless nights of unease. Today, House Stark would rise again to its rightful place or perish. If Jon lost… Sansa would follow him in death. Steeling herself, she marched to the makeshift stable where her mare rested. She saw two familiar faces there,…-
449.7 K • Ongoing
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12th of October, Saturday Albus Dumbledore was old; he knew that. But nothing made the weight of the years fall atop his shoulders like trouble. Young children often had a penchant for mischief and could be cruel, so very cruel, more than adults. The wounds of his pupil's war still festered so many years after and made him feel helpless. Another notch on his ever-lengthening string of follies and failures. 'They are nought but bugs under your feet! Crush them all!' The whisper was…
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1st Day of the 5th Moon, WinterfellRobert Baratheon Finally, his royal children were presented, the introductions concluded, and condolences given. "Take me down to your crypt, Ned. I would pay my respects." "We've been riding since dawn; the children are tired and cold and can use some rest and refreshment. Surely the dead can wait?" Cersei asked neutrally, but Robert could tell she was feeling annoyed. He looked at her, then meaningfully at her brother, and thankfully the Kingslayer led her…-
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28th Day of the 5th Moon, 303 ACJon Snow, near Winterfell They were less than a day from Winterfell, and the sun was slowly crawling to the west. The camp was already being set, for they had to be fresh for the coming battle, yet have enough distance from the Bolton army to get in formation should they attempt to force a battle. The previous days were spent amongst the men, ensuring everything was organised and ready for battle. Wildlings did not practise things like formations and had no idea how to…
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449.7 K • Ongoing
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259 AC, Beyond the Wall The Lost Bastard Blood bloomed across the snow like a crimson flower as Jon cautiously inched closer, stretching his senses. But there was no danger, only silence amidst the trees and the snow. The singer was dead. It was alone, too. He felt nothing at the sight, as if he had killed just another hare, but his eyes studied the fallen creature regardless. Dark brown skin, dappled with pale spots like a deer. It possessed a child’s stature, but its nose was too flat to be…
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Stark Returning without any fish, all solemn, had not evaded his household’s attention. “Where are you going, m’lord?” Aethan asked, cautiously eyeing him as Jon regarded his collection of Velaryon armaments that had remained untouched since it was stored in one of the cellars next to the kitchen. “Usually, you fish until much later.” “I do, but I was rudely interrupted. Now, I am going for a hunt,” Jon said, picking one of the spears…
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191.3 K • Completed
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Winterfell A throne could not have two kings, just like a castle could not have two lords, Cregan Stark knew. Yet there were two claimants to the Iron Throne now, both with crowns placed atop their heads and dragons under their command, and thus the Seven Kingdoms were at war. The Starks knew the folly of raising a host to fight dragons, for those who did would often get consumed by the flames. Harren the Black had perished in his stone stronghold, melted…
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