Nerd In the North 6-25

“Under the sea, the young maid sings — I know, I know, I know.” The bells jingled, small silly things sewn into the points of Patches’s motley, each one bouncing with every skip of his boots against the cold stone of the bedchamber. “She wears a crown of silver rings — she knows, she knows,…

Nerd In the North IX  – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – Seven days. It only took seven goddamn days on the road for the forest to explode with the sound of steel clashing and grunts of men locked in battle. And here Greg was, whining about…

The Onion Knight stood on the eastern ramparts, salt wind cutting through Davos’ woolen cloak as it did every morning. Below, gulls noisily dove at the corpse-meat scattered across the black rocks, and as it had these past few days, the smell rose with the tide, the familiar stench of iron and rot. Three days…

II-2: A Knight’s Help – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – Greg had been walking for what felt like an eternity, though in reality, it had only been about five days. Five long, grueling days of trekking through the wilderness with only Ash for company. All this…

Riverrun wept freely, the old castle stone damp and slick with nights of heavy rains and days of thicker fog. Eyes long dry and with no more tears to give, Rickard Karstark sat with his back pressed hard against the rock, dungeon walls bleeding wet down his spine. Long legs stretched out into the darkness…

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