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21st of June 1993Monday (6 days later)Sirius Black He felt apprehensive about meeting with his old friend for the first time in over a decade. After Wormtail's betrayal, a grain of doubt lingered in Sirius's mind. For how long had Peter spied on them for Voldemort? Was it since they were in school? Did he ever truly know him? What about Remus? Sirius was unsure if his apprehension stemmed from meeting his friend after so long, or if he was just miffed it had taken a year and a half to finally get word…-
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None of the Lords in Aegon's army survived the Second Field of Fire, and only the fortunate men-at-arms and knights at the outer encampment managed to flee into the snowy hills. None could say how many of them survived the harsh onset of winter long enough to return home. According to the local scribes, Dorne sent fifteen thousand spears to aid Aegon, and a few hundred barely managed to return, half frozen and nearly starved to death. While some witnesses argued that the King of Winter used fire sorcery…-
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The Young Queen The piece of ice flickered almost gold and red in the dying flames of the torches as it swung at her neck so quickly that Shireen's eyes struggled to follow. TING! The sword jerked away from her neck; the keening wail lingered in the air like a dirge as the ground between her and the Night King exploded in frost and stone. She felt the shrapnel bounce off her brigandine, and painful jolts ran through her feet and gloved hands, shielding her face. The Night King had retreated a…
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2nd Day of the 12th Moon, 303 AC Baelor Hightower, Pyke Like everything else on these accursed Islands, the town of Lordsport was windswept, dreary, and grim. The surroundings were as joyless as the people who called this land home. The only green to be seen was the sickly sort that grew between cracks in the paving or festered upon damp walls. Even the houses were squat and dreary, built of harsh grey rock and mortar that looked as if it would crumble at the first touch. Baelor Hightower had seen…
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449.7 K • Ongoing
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1st Day of the 12th Moon, 303 AC Arianne Martell, Winterfell Drey was healing—more like sleeping—in his quarters, and Arianne and her kin had huddled around the hearth. It wasn't that Winterfell's Guest House was poorly built, but that the cold was too fierce. The sprawling wooden building was far from the height of luxury, yet Arianne found it almost endearingly cosy, with thick wooden walls and carved drawings of beasts on every surface not covered by white plaster. She was never more glad…
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23rd Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC The Kingslayer The arrow didn't whistle as ordinary arrows would. In fact, Jaime could barely see a blur that tore through the air with a cracking sound heading his way. Yet even with his fast reflexes, he tensed his body but knew he couldn't avoid it in time. THUNK! A gust of wind slammed into Jaime as his ears kept ringing, and his knees almost gave out. It took all of his strength not to collapse on the ramparts, and by some miracle, his shaking legs did not…
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22nd December 1992 (same day) Albus Dumbledore Twice slain, thrice risen, the herald of death shall once again face destiny. It didn't make sense. Twice slain implied the herald of death would be… well, dead. But then again, prophecies rarely made any sense. His meditation sessions had become significantly more effective in suppressing the Death Stick's influence after All Hallows' Eve. Whatever had happened that day had brought a change in the Hallow, and the bloodthirsty artefact had grown…
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260AC, The Isle of Faces The Muddled Princess The looming feeling of danger that hung over her head only faded after she set foot on the Isle of Faces. She had not told anyone of her premonition this time because, even if she had, it would have been of no use. A part of her was reluctant to leave the place she had lived her whole life, but needs must. In the past three weeks alone, seven lords and knights had come to her door to invite her to dine in person, their impure…-
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22nd December 1992 (same day) Harry Potter A part of him was prepared for everything going to shit the moment he heard there was an attack on Diagon Alley, and right now, Harry really, really regretted not asking Sirius to come as an escort. He barely managed to twist around and deflect the shrapnel from the Explosive Curse, only to see Juno bear the brunt of it before immediately being knocked unconscious by a stunner. A cloaked man reeled his wand like a fishing rod, pulling Juno…
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23rd Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC Tyrion Lannister "COME OUT!" The roar was like a thunderclap, rolling through the air and striking his head like a hammerblow. His ears were ringing, and his head buzzed with pain. By the time Tyrion managed to fight off the dizziness, a big chunk of the camp was converging towards the dragon, in a nigh unstoppable tide of steel, and the eunuch had already left him without a single care in the world. He scowled inwardly and waddled towards the hill through the…
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