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8th Day of the 5th MoonVal, Beyond the Wall Luck was on her side this day; with a pouch filled with berries and a dead hare in her hands, Dalla and Val would not go hungry for the next three days. Prey had never been abundant, but lately, everything was even more scarce than usual, and the forest - more unwelcoming, forcing the sisters to get by on berries, roots, and fish. Neither of them was good at catching fish, but their mother had passed her knowledge of herbs and healing to Dalla. Val had…- 671.1 K • Completed
- 30th of November, Sunday "Most impressive, Amy," Alfred huffed, though his voice had a tinge of concern. "Three days of sleep." Her brother showed up in her humble house soon after she awoke. "Could use one more," Amelia admitted as she sipped from her steaming-hot mug of coffee. "I thought… you'd be more upset." They were not sitting in the kitchen, sharing a spread of breakfast prepared by the old Mimsy. "Oh, believe me, I'm plenty upset. But it's just that the sleep was so good, and…
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- 1st of October 1993, Friday (21 days later)Albus Dumbledore Three weeks. It took him three weeks to get an actual lead and move in. His connections abroad were fewer compared to the British Isles, and across the world, they were spread thin. While his name carried weight and unlocked many doors, he was redirected towards bureaucrat after bureaucrat and official after official. It was a cumbersome process that reminded him that at least half of the Ministries across the continent and ICW were even more…
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- Jon Snow He looked at the piece of metal in his hand with a grimace. It looked like a sword, but that was about it. The blade was slightly twisted, the edge uneven, and he had a feeling that it would most probably break after a dozen hard blows. At least he stopped getting cracks after quenching his work, if it could even be called that. It was not even an issue of craftsmanship but magic. Weaving magic into things often had unpredictable results. Iron and steel were particularly inert to magic,…
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- 3rd Day of the 11th MoonSansa Stark In barely half a year, so many things had changed. Knights and princes and kings had somehow… lost their lustre. The blatant disrespect Robert Baratheon showed towards his wife was… unexpectedly jarring. The king's wishes were law, and Sansa didn't think of it then, but now she had time to reflect. Being neither a queen nor wed to a prince or a gallant knight looked as appealing anymore. Sansa couldn't help but notice that Myrcella had not mentioned her mother…
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- 2nd Day of the 8th Moon, 299 ACKevan Lannister, the Red Keep "Where's Pycelle?" The pale handmaids trembled under his gaze, looking like deer stuck between a rock and a hard place, until one of them bowed her head. "Gone to the Godswood, dragged by the white cloaks, m'lord regent…" Cursing inwardly, Kevan made his way to the old grove, feeling apprehension rising in his chest. The only reason the kingsguard would demand Pycelle's presence in the Godswood was his royal grandnephew, and Joffrey…
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- Year 306 After Aegon's Conquest Jon Snow The Bay of Ice Fools oft used to say the world would end in fire. But now, they feared it would end in ice. Jon was no different. Warmth, let alone fire, was merely a distant dream. But it was a dream that came to him every time he closed his eyes, the crackling of burning wood, the soft smell of oak, the rush of heat. It was an odd thing to dream of fire instead of the sun's kiss in the darkness, for the North did not lack wood; it never had. But no man…
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- 12th Day of the 7th MoonMelisandre of Asshai Her dreams were short, yet cursed like always - respite and agony intertwined. Before, Melisandre felt rested after an hour of sleep, yet… now, it was steadily growing. Two moons ago, her evening rest had already increased to two hours, and now, to her horror, it was steadily approaching three. And Melisandre of Asshai loathed sleeping and the dreams that came with it even more. 'Melony,' It was a woman's cry, followed by a man's voice, 'Lot…
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- Friday, 24th of July, 1992Harry After over half a year of waiting through red tape and excuses, the Ministry of Magic finally returned his mother's wand to his hands. No wonder nothing got done in Wizarding Britain properly–Snape had been in Azkaban for nine months now, and the investigation had long been closed. "Or perhaps they didn't want to give a child a Traceless wand," Sirius mused outloud before bursting out in laughter. It also elicited a chuckle from Harry; he was just happy to have…
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- Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestJon Snow The sky was dotted by a veil of torn-up clouds as if heralding the bloody savageness that would take hold of the Seven Kingdoms soon. It certainly heralded Jon Snow's impending predicament. Some days, it felt as if the gods themselves were mocking him. His desire for peace and solitude in this time, which was not his own, felt so strangely impossible, as if to spite his ambition to become a fisherman. This was not his fight. This was not his time. But…
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