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Sixth Moon, 109 AC Daeron The winds buffeted against Daeron as his dragon folded her wings and dived toward High Tide. He could hear the screeches of the dragons behind him and turned his head briefly to catch a glimpse. Laena was quick on their tail astride Shrykos and not far behind her were Jace and Luke atop their own dragons, fighting to not be last. A prod he felt seemingly inside his own mind from Terrax through their bond nudged him to pay attention to where they were going. With this high-stakes…- 606.6 K • Completed
- Sixth Moon, 109 AC Jacaerys They had left King's Landing within a day of his altercation with Daemon. His mother and Lucerys had refused to speak to him at all the day they returned to High Tide and even after that their few limited interactions had been curt and cold. He wasn't exactly sure what his younger siblings thought. Daeron and Laena were certainly upset about his recklessness and their consequential separation from their friend Aegon but they seemed to be supportive of him against Daemon overall…
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- First Moon, 100 AC Viserra They had left Driftmark to conquer Tyrosh in the eighth moon of the ninetieth year since Aegon's Conquest. It was the first moon of the hundredth year now. Nine years and five months that she had spent away from her true home. Nine years and five months since she had last seen that wondrous isle. Those years had changed Viserra greatly. She was not the foolish and reckless young girl that had conquered a city anymore. The passing of time and her experiences had wizened her, aged…
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- Viserra Seventh Moon, 98 AC "Dracarys!" Viserra commanded as Dreamfyre dived. Instantly, a column of blue flames emerged from her maw. A rain of fiery death pouring from the sky. Within minutes, the enemy fleet had been reduced to smoldering planks and cinders burning on the sea. Fools, Viserra thought. The Ghiscari had forgotten the might of dragons and had thought to defy them yet again. She looked back to her fleet which now sailed north for Velos completely unopposed. Corlys must be disappointed that…
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- Viserra First Moon, 98 AC A zealous army marched forth from a pale fortress. As numerous as the stars, they waved silver-green banners and chanted for victory as they marched ceaselessly towards the sea where a great fleet of ships awaited. Suddenly the banners faded into embers, the army into ashes, and the ships into cinders floating upon the sea. The pale fortress burned, its splendor igniting into flame, its silver towers melting into a sea of rising tides. Dragons roared in the sky, and the earth…
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- Twelfth Moon, 94 AC The Storm Lord Things were not going to plan for Boremund Baratheon. The Velaryons should have been humbled in Tyrosh, crushed by his older brother's sanctions and forced to return to beg his mercy. Instead the opposite had happened. They had defeated all who would defy them in Tyrosh and had begun to rebuild the city, reaping vast profits and wealth. They had forced Otto Hightower to back down in the Stepstones Crisis. His older brother's sanctions had proven useless. House Velaryon…
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- Seventh Moon, 94 AC Viserra It had been over two years since the Morghon Revolt had been crushed. Those two years had seen a massive turn in House Velaryon's fortunes as Tyrosh was brought under their full control. Now, House Velaryon ruled in Tyrosh absolutely, unquestioned, unchallenged. The militant Stars, which had been loyal but worryingly fanatic and independent, had been greatly bloodied and their numbers had been thinned during the revolt. The survivors had been recruited and assimilated into the…
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- Second Moon, 92 AC Viserra Corlys had dreaded this for months, and now that it had come at last, Viserra finally understood just a little why he had been so worried. Tyrosh was in flames. The loyal Ser Jaremy had described how the arrest of a Tower had turned sour, and now a massive mob was rioting and tearing through the city. Their call to arms was a roaring chant of death. "Morghon," they cried, calling for death; death to the infidels and heretics, death to the tyrants and usurpers, and death for…
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- Eighth Moon, 127 AC Alyssa With a hacking cough, she heaved more of her life away, throwing her whole body to the side of the bed in her agony. The years of stress and worry had taken their toll on her body, and ever since her beloved Baelon's death the previous year, the melancholy that had once plagued her had returned with a vengeance. She was sixty-seven years old. Both of her parents had lived into their 70s but Alyssa doubted she'd be able to match their accomplishment. She didn't want to match…
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- Seventh Moon, 126 AC The Dragonless "Dracarys!" his great uncle the King commanded. Caraxes the Blood-Wyrm obeyed. His crimson flames consumed his great-grandfather's body relentlessly, burning until nothing was left of him. It was sad Corlys supposed but he didn't feel that strongly about it. He had never really been that close to his great-grandfather, nor had any of his siblings or cousins, even if the younger ones were crying. Funerals were generally sad events and the mood had gotten to them. His…
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