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15th Day of the 9th Moon, 303 AC Damion Lannister, Braavos He had never been a large man, nor broad of shoulder, but age had shrunken him all the same. Perhaps it was some hidden ailment, or he had displeased the gods somehow, but at eight-and-fifty, Ser Damion Lannister stood scarcely five and a half feet, his limbs turned to kindling twigs, his knees trembling like old reeds in the wind. The strength he had once carried into the lists, the pride he bore in the melee of his youth, had long since…-
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258 AC, Beyond the Wall The Lost Bastard The end of the year was fast approaching, and some nights often saw snowfall cover the haunted forest with a quilt of white, no matter how deep south they ventured. Nearly two moons had passed since the revelation, and he had thrown himself into the swing of training. Anything to keep his mind away from his mother, away from the wrongness of his own existence. The Children of the Forest or Earth Singers, as Brynden liked to call them, had withdrawn… as…-
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23rd Day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Daenerys Targaryen, Harrenhal "Aegon and Daenerys Targaryen are one flesh, one heart, one soul, now and forever!" And now, Daenerys was a woman thrice wed, in this stuffy old sept nestled into Harrenhal's enormous courtyard. A statue loomed from above at each of the six pillars, their cold faces staring down at her with judgment. She raised her chin higher. Why would the Blood of the Dragon answer to gods, let alone men? Alas, wedding rites had to be observed…
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258 AC The Unlikely The king often thought himself grown wiser with age, that he had seen all there was to see in the Great Game. The gods often decided to prove him wrong, and this time it had been no different. One name-day feast, and the House of the Dragon was divided. The scandal had seen the following ball a pale shadow of what had been planned, and Aegon curtailed that event swiftly. His daughter had disappeared into the Great Sept to pray for forgiveness and repentance, though it was more…
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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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Warning: Semi-graphic scene. 258 AC The Young Prince To his great dismay, daybreak saw Aerys blearily drag his legs to the training yard instead of remaining abed. As a prince of the blood, he had always enjoyed a leisurely morning, waking up whenever he felt rested enough and turning to training later in the day. But here he was, not of his own choosing for once—not today, nor the previous three mornings. Thwack! The sword was like a viper, lunging at his joints with frightening…
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258 AC The Young Princess Keep the weirwood close. Rhaella fiddled with her hairpin. Shaped like a dragon’s wing, it shone like polished bone under the lamplight and was warm in her fingers, but did little to ease the tightness in her chest. Ser Rolland gave her a curt nod and slid the door open. The Hand’s audience chamber was surprisingly cool. It was the most likely place her father could be found when not in court or a small council meeting. Crimson Myrish rugs lined the floor,…
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1st of May 1994, Sunday (Next Day) Juno She felt weak, as if all the strength had drained away from her limbs. ‘Textbook case of Magical Exhaustion,’ her mind supplied helpfully. Her throat felt dry, like she had swallowed a mouthful of ash. It tasted like it, too. Birds were chirping in the distance, but her ears found the noise irksome. Then, the memories returned with full force, and she cursed herself inwardly. She should have used her Portkey instead of fighting. The next…
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? Harrion Karstark Once upon a time, Harrion would have said that an ignoble death or torture were the worst fates in the world. He was wrong. Death would be sweet relief, no matter how ignoble, and torture would be painful, aye. But it would make him feel alive before dying. What was death but just an end? Harrion longed for death; he dreamt of it. But it was denied to him. Only darkness. Darkness and silence in the black depths of Mooton's Pink Keep in Maidenpool. The dungeons were…
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Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestRhaena Targaryen Surprisingly, Ser Alfred Broome had convinced the angry crowd that sheer numbers would not make a difference and had only requested those good with a sling, harpoon, or bow to join him, totalling a dozen men. The mutinous Pyne and Cave squires were barred from joining. "Your parents entrusted me with your safety, and I shall not allow you to follow me into a dragon's lair on the first day." The two stayed behind with much grumbling, overeager for…-
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