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4th Day of the 12th MoonThe First Ranger, Outside the Wall Benjen had hoped otherwise, but his nephew and Maester Aemon were proven right - the wights were real, and the brothers liked it little. Regardless, they sallied out, prepared to fight them and relieve the fort. They had to abandon their steeds; none of the horses wanted to get close to the tide of wights drowning the wooden fort. The hounds were much the same. Fighting in the night was messy. The lights of the torches and fires blurred…- 671.1 K • Completed
- 12th of November, 1994 Saturday (4 days later) Mr Malfoy Lucius slumped onto the sofa, feeling completely drained, exhaustion seeping all the way into his marrow. The last few months’ tension was a near-constant ache between his temples, hard to dispel, and had wrung his mind dry. Just as he was drained, so was the Malfoy family. His own freedom—and that of his children and future grandchildren—was bargained away for a Wizengamot seat, the long-cherished Malfoy dream. That was no great…
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- 2nd Day of the 5th Moon Davos Seaworth, the Isle of Driftmark Stannis had taken his sweet time to come to a decision, and more than a moon later, they were finally here. “Driftmark is yours, my lord,” Monford Velaryon bowed deeply. The Lord of the Tides was a handsome, tall man garbed in green silk with fair hair and purple eyes. There was no woman next to him, and if Davos remembered correctly, his wife had died after a bad miscarriage a handful of years ago. According to the rumours he…
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- Corruption or Incompetence? The Ministry’s play for House Black and Lestrange’s seats! By our correspondent Kateris Tree While certain elements claim the attack on Hogsmeade was a premeditated murder and a bold escape, I have unearthed new evidence that implies otherwise. Further exploration of that day—including memories provided to me by a handful of witnesses on the scene—suggests that Lady Juno Bellatrix Black has been kidnapped by unknown assailants. “Miss Black has never broken a…
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- 6th Day of the 6th MoonJon Snow A sigh tore from his mouth as he stared at the varnished ebony poles that held the tent's ceiling. His sire's luxurious tent, then his father's and now his. The smell of last night's coupling still lingered in the air. Albeit somewhat awkward at the start, Val had been as wild as a shadowcat, and his back still ached from where her nails had dug into his flesh, but it wasn't painful enough to bother him. This was the second time he was 'stolen'. Truthfully, Val…
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- 14th of June, 1992, SundayJuno Being prepared for years to do something was a far cry from actually doing the thing. Being the head of House Black was exhausting in a way that studying or practising magic couldn't compare. Her future now rested on her shoulders; the legacy of House Black was what she made it, and there was nobody else to take responsibility. Each of her actions and decisions were no longer restricted but felt infinitely more complicated. Each success would be her doing, and…
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- Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestJon 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 sifting 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 with…
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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,…- 406.2 K • Ongoing
- 17th Day of the 13th Moon, 298 ACCortnay Penrose, the Kingswood Their camp was a mess, but they had won the battle. At the earliest estimate, fifteen hundred were dead, but the enemy had lost nearly twice as much, and many more had been captured. A good chunk of the second were Essosi sellswords, which would hang by noon. "Don't move, Ser," Maester Lymon shuffled around Cortnay's left, wrapping around Penrose's broken forearm. The knight could only grit his teeth at the slivers of pain jolting down…
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- 21st day of the 9th moon, 299 ACMelisandre of Asshai, near a nameless holdfast Unlike the mere stop at Eastwatch in her quest for answers, Melisandre could now rest and look at her surroundings. And see, she did, for the North was different in her eyes. It differed from the lands sprawling Beyond the Wall and the primordial Haunted Forest. The Wolfswood was just as old, but the Northmen had left their trace on it, down to the well-trodden forest paths, the old remnants of ringforts, or the…
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