BEYOND THE WALL
Alden, Sam, and Gilly are sitting around a campfire. Alden brushes the fire keeping it burning low.
Gilly: You've got too much wood in there.
Alden: More wood, the bigger the fire.
Gilly: It needs to breath
Alden: Aye but the fire needs to be low burning so no one will find us.
He grabs a big log off the fire and tosses it on the ground. The flames dances up slightly burning
Sam: Huh? You know your fires
Alden plops down on the ground leaning against a log, folding his arms
Gilly: Someone built your fires for you growing up?
Sam: It doesn't get so cold down in the Reach
Alden: And I was raised in King's Landing.
Gilly: I knew you two were highborn.
Alden: Not highborn. Bastard father just served the King. Kingsguard.
Sam: Oh I found something in the Fists of the First Men.
He pulls out the dragonglass dagger and shows it to Gilly.
Sam: Buried treasure. Thousands of years old. I think.
Gilly: What does it do?
Sam: I'm not sure that it does anything. It's beautiful though, isn't it?
Alden: Sam, put that away
Sam sheathes the dagger back underneath his cloak.
Gilly: How much longer?
Sam: Not so far. A few more days.
Gilly: Is the Wall as big as they say?
Sam: Bigger. So big you can't even see the top sometimes. It's hidden in the clouds
Alden looks between them from other side of the fire, smiling slightly.
Gilly: You're playing with me
Alden: He's not.
Sam: It's seven hundred feet high, all made of ice. On a warm day you can see it weeping.
Alden: Castle Black's nice enough. We keep a fire burning in the long hall day and night
Sam: And Hobb makes venison stew with onions. Very tasty
Alden: Clearly you don't know good stew that well.
Sam: Sometimes, one of the brothers will sing. Dareon sings best.
Gilly: Do you sing?
Sam: No. No, no, no. Not very well.
Gilly: Sing me a song.
Sam: Oh, all right. Let's see.
Alden tilts his head up to the night sky, arms folded as he stares upward listening to Sam's song.
RIVERLAND-WOODS
Talana pulls a bow back letting a arrow go towards a straw man
Anguy: You're good. You're not as good as you think you are.
Talana: Face, tits, balls- I hit 'em right where I wanted to.
Anguy: Aye, but you took your sweet time of it. You won't be fighting straw men, little lady. Show me your position.
She pulls back her bow
Anguy: Keep your elbow high. You want your back doing the hard labor. You're holding. Never hold.
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The Snow Bastards
FanfictionElizabeth and Jon Snow were known as Ned Stark's bastards; having no idea who their mother was. Their destinies are aligned and coming sooner then later
