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By 309 AC, nobody had seen the corsairs of the Basilisk Isles for nearly five years. None of the ships sent to investigate had returned either, and rumours from the East claimed the waterways of Asshai had become impassable… -Unnamed Lyseni Chronicler Late 308 AC, Winterfell Jon Stark Stormclouds blotted out the sky, and just as he predicted, it soon came. The distant clap of thunder echoed from the open shutter, and Jon Stark felt his body and magic tingle. It was time. With a…- 401.2 K • Ongoing
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess The House of the Dragon was a wreck. Her cousin Maegor had been drowning himself in wine and Tyroshi brandy ever since that day, and she had only seen him once, as drunk as a man could ever be, swaying on the way to his quarters. For good or ill, her brother had remained in his room, still refusing to leave or see anyone. Would her grandfather truly wed another woman? Rhaella could not say if those words were spoken to pressure her in grief or were…- 202.5 K • Ongoing
- Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on the Harry Potter universe. All recognisable characters, plots, and settings are the exclusive property of Joanne K. Rowling. I do not claim ownership. Edited and beta-read by Himura, Bub3loka, Ash, and Kingfishlong. 3rd of September 1994, Saturday Fleur Delacour The small hall was no different from a modest dining room, but more than enough to accommodate Madame Maxime and all twelve champion candidates—that had been the plan. But now, it was…
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- 259 AC, The Trident The Wandering Bastard “Greetings. I am Jon Snow of the North.” He motioned towards Tormund, who obediently remained silent. “And this is my squire.” It was not a lie, but it was far from the whole truth. But the truth would do him no good and beggar belief. Jon had contemplated offering up a lie, building up some ambiguous background of a noble scion from a decaying but prestigious house, but had quickly thought the better of it. After all, he had already introduced…
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- 20th of June 1994, Monday (24 days later) Harry Potter The garden in Potter Home was transformed into an odd union of a Muggle running track and a playground. He tickled Estelle with the crimson feather, and she giggled louder, happily waving her chubby arms at him. Chuckling, he skilfully waved the prize just out of her reach, but eventually allowed his goddaughter’s fingers to pluck the feather from his grasp. Without hesitation, she put it in her mouth and started…
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- To explain the Cursed Crossing, we must first look at its history. The Tale of House Frey and the Weasel Lord is well-known across the world. The Freys have a short history, marked by a rapid rise to power and excessive ambition that led to tragedy. The Twins, also known as the Crossing, were once a formidable fortress because of their unique position, and taking them by force would require a siege and assault from both sides of the Green Fork. While relatively young, House Frey had begun to grow…
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- 24th of November 1994, Thursday (5 days later) Harry Potter He ignored the thunderous cheer of the crowd and focused on the arena below as the first contestant emerged. The Quidditch Stadium had been completely remade and expanded. The seats were tripled in number, and each one was filled with wizards and witches coming to watch the Tournament. The grassy ground below was expanded and replaced with rocky terrain, dotted with miniature ridges, hills, and small chasms; a great spiked dragon…
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- The winter that began at the tail end of the Year 303 After Aegon's Conquest was the coldest in recorded history. It was said that even in Dorne, stone would crack open from the fierce chill. The cruel cold lasted two and a half years, with only three to four warm moons of respite a year. The snow in the Riverlands has been said to reach thirty feet tall, collapsing the roofs over the heads of many of the surviving smallfolk who had yet to flee further south. From Starfall to Sunspear, the world was…
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- 5th day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Jon Stark A dark-bronze wing lashed out, and Doren backed away quickly but not quickly enough to avoid being showered in snow. When the saddlemaker approached again, measuring tape in hand, Stormstrider growled at Jon. The king smacked his scaly snout with enough strength to snap the jaw shut. "Bare your fangs at me again, and I'll knock them down your gullet," Jon warned, voice glacial. The purple drake huffed at him all the same, chest swelling like a scaly…
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- With the advent of the fourth century after Aegon's Conquest, men started moulding magic and metal once more. But unlike the elusive practices of the Freehold, where the guilds of spell-weavers and smiths worked together, this undertaking was started by a single man—Jon Stark the Third of His Name, the Lord of the North and King of Winter. While many decry him for his vile sorcery, cruel deeds and unnatural strength, I find his foray into metalworking far more interesting a topic. Even the greatest…
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