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1st of September 1993, Wednesday (Same Day)Harry Potter "I-I can't breathe," Diana wheezed out, and Harry realised his magic had been flaring. "Sorry," he offered awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck, reining in his magic. Sirius had warned him that his presence had become dangerous, but Harry had thought his godfather had been joking because what did that even mean? Taking a better look, it seemed Draco wasn't making trouble for the Muggle-born girl, but merely speaking to her. Amiably. Harry…- 477.2 K • Ongoing
ElsewhereShe stirred.Time felt meaningless here, yet she tried to keep track. Long ago, but not too long ago, the Doom had loosened her shackles, allowing her to break free from her prison even faster. Even Brandon's Wall couldn't block the terrible ripples that rumbled from the Lands of Always Summer.Even now, even here, it still echoed and pulsed angrily.And for the first time since then, something else had happened. Far weaker and closer than the Doom, yet it represented change. The Wall blocked it…- 406.2 K • Ongoing
- 23rd Day of the 7th Moon, 299 ACTyrek Lannister Tyrek thought the world had ended after the enormous rumble that shook the world, making him leap off his bed in fright. It was a familiar rumble, something he had heard a handful of times before, if somewhat weaker–but he had been prepared back then. Yet the terrible sound was but a herald of what was to come. "PLUMM, GET YOUR MARKSMEN ON THE LEFT PORTION OF THE LION'S WALL! BENFORD, SHIELDS TO THE RIGHT BARRICADE! PUSH THEM OUT!" Tywin Lannister's…
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- 17th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC Denys Drumm, the Sunset Sea Denys drove the point of his blade through ringmail and flesh with ease, the ripples of red steel sliding into the foe's breast as though it were butter. A twist, a yank, and the man crumpled. Another stood before him, a Greenlander armoured in heavy steel, hefting a greatsword. Yet no matter how heavy his strikes or good his lobstered plate was, he was no match for the Lord of Old Wyk. Not with Red Rain in Denys Drumm's hand. The Valyrian…
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- 17th Day of the 10th Moon, 303 AC Myrcella Baratheon Wary servants moved like scared rabbits, their feet uncertain, their eyes ever glancing upward, as though the very sky might crack open and rain fire upon them. The lords and ladies were little better, their grim faces joyless, and their earlier confidence shattered. A chill that had nothing to do with the cold had settled over Winterfell. Myrcella saw it plainly. It was not snow that drove folk away from the courtyards, nor the shortening…
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- Year 2319. The Ruins of London. The once great city of London had been reduced to ruin. Building grasping for the sky had been shattered as if a giant hammer had smashed them. Whole districts had been flattened, and only craters filled with noxious fumes remained of the flats and houses that dotted the city's neighbourhoods. The city had become one giant graveyard. It was as quiet as a grave, too. A cloaked figure sat in reminiscence atop a pile of rubble, looking more like a statue than a living…
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- 14th Day of the 6th MoonRobert Baratheon, somewhere in the North It was dark still, though the barest hint of reddish orange glimmered on the eastern horizon, soon to herald the arrival of the morn. Yet there was not a hint of sleepiness within Robert, and he felt his body brimming with vigour despite the early wake. He stood atop his black destrier, Storm, as the chilling gales battered his face; a hooded fur-lined cloak protected his back and neck well enough. The North was a hardy place, old and…
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- 20th of June 1992,Nurmengard, Cassiopeia When one mentions prison, one would imagine a cold, dreary place where no sun shined, preferably deep underground. Choking stench of mould and stale air, patrolling guards, sentries, checks, iron shackles and steel bars, traps, and a myriad of security measures to prevent anyone from escaping or getting inside to free the inmates. Torture chambers would be included, of course, because criminals had to be either… plied for some information or made to repent for…
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- Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestJon Snow "A storm is brewing," Aethan muttered the next morning. Nettles glanced at the cloudless sky outside and scoffed. "How would you know, old man?" "I can feel the ache in my knees." His steward smiled ruefully. "The days are getting shorter, and fall shall soon arrive, and with it come the autumn storms from the Stepstones." As the old fisherman predicted, the weather turned stormy the next week. The warm drizzle was easy to ignore, but the winds coming…
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- 1st Day of the 6th Moon, 303 ACMaege Mormont Breaking the siege of Ironrath had been a bloody fight, even though they took the Whitehills by surprise. Having the woodland clans that knew the entire wolfswood was an advantage that Lord Whitehill couldn't match, but he still had the numbers and bled them hard. Now, Maege and Lord Galbart Glover rode fast to Jon Snow's host, leaving the foot behind. Seventy riders were all they could muster, and a third of those were mounted spearmen who had never…
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