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The Wolf Dragon, Part 1BOWEN
He had never felt this weary in his entire life.
The snowfall stopped by the morning, and the situation seemed more or less under hand for the last few days. It was Tormund and Melisandre who stopped the wildlings and the queen's men before a massacre would have broken out. Tormund departed with his host and took Wun Wun with him, thinking he wounded giant would be still safer in the wilderness than here, surrounded by vengeful knights.
Queen Selyse smiled when she saw Lord Snow dead, and Bowen Marsh shivered at the sight of that smile.
Good work, my lord" she said. He gave us naught but trouble."
Val spat in his face.
What Is Dead Can Never DieAU zombie apocalypse fic with Victarion. I dreamed I was him in this so I had to write it.
They came in waves and it seemed to Victarion they'd never run out. He clung to his shotgun and only stopped to reload sometimes. His companions did the same and none of them spoke. No one had enough breath to speak.
How many hours had it been since they stood here, leaning against a wall and shooting like a robot? Victarion had lost count.
And then they run out of ammunition.
He grabbed an axe and began to hack at the dead. He knew this was the end. They reached them now, and soon he had half a dozen bites. He knew he'd turn into one
Dreams of a King, Dreams of a KnightSTANNIS
His knight's very presence made him feel more calm and soothed his anger. Davos was not handsome or gallant, but he had always been simple, honest and respectful. And respect was something Stannis desired above all. He never got it from his brothers. Their lack of love had also made him suffer, although he kept saying to himself he didn't care, but it hurt even more how Robert liked to mock him and humiliate him for no reason. He had always been obedient as a younger brother ought to be, and although he didn't like Robert's lifestyle, he tried not to criticize him often - and not when others could hear it. When he was a boy, Robert h
Do you know the taste of the universe?One day, when you’re five years old and made out of fractured sunlight and mirror shards, you sit down on the bench of the MAX train. You’re dressed in your winter coat and boots that are too big and one of your parents has pulled your hat too close over your ears.
You’re sitting next to your mother, and on the other side is a man that smells like loneliness, something that you’ll later know as cigarettes and alcohol and homelessness. He’s crying quietly into the top of his jacket and you’re scared to look because you’ve never seen an adult cry.
The train ride goes on for five minutes, which is a lo
A Reason to LiveIf only she had the guts to actually do it, to just leap among the cold waves and sink in death among the fish. She breathed in the smell and taste of saltwater, and water sprays hit her face, neck, and chest. She shivered slightly in the breeze from the waves, but she wasn’t really bothered by the chill. What weighed on her mind was something much deeper than the weather.
A pang of apprehension penetrated her heart as she envisioned her body being plunged into the water and weighted down by the strong waves. She thought about what it would be like to gulp in mouthful after mouthful of water, choking and never feeling any relief, b
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