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#falling completely to ashes and bones and fur and i can't take it. i always knew i wasn't meant to live long
trashcanalienist · 1 year
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angrygirlromero · 8 months
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CHAPTER ONE — dreams of her
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BRANDON STARK KNEW HE WAS DREAMING, HE ALWAYS KNEW WHEN HE WAS DREAMING, the only difference was that this time he knew where he was.
Bran stood out lost in the trees of Goodswoods as the snow of winter fell around him, it had been a while since his dreams had taken him here, he missed it, Bran missed home.
The young lord of Winterfell stood tall, he was now much older and he had grown quite a bit since the last time he stood upon his legs, it had been a while since he had been able to feel his legs at all, it felt good.
Bran looked around watching as the snow fell around him, his attention soon being taken by a three eyed crow that sat up in a tree, that crowed out in order to get his attention.
The Stark boy's grip tightened on his bow and arrow as the raven stared at him, he then held his bow up in the air, his arrow aiming directly at the black bird, before letting go.
The arrow flew through the air, swiftly flying past the black bird missing the animal completely, the bird crowed once more before flying off, leaving a disappointed Bran.
"Your arm is far too stiff" stated a soft voice interrupting the peaceful silence of the woods.
Bran quickly turned around around a grin making its way to his face, as his dark orbs fell onto the dark haired beauty who stood before him with her hands clasped together gracefully, allowing Bran to observe how the snow fell around her allowing her to look even more angelic, brown clashing with lilac instantly.
There she stood, the girl he had been dreaming of all his life, her posture perfect as always, her long and curly dark hair braided into two rows of braids, her cheeks and noise rosy pink due to the cold weather, and her cherry stained lips holding a small graceful yet beautiful smile.
Bran examined her silently his eyes falling down to her long light green dress that was made of the thickest of silks and sown to the best quality made specifically for her, and a white fur coat wrapped around her, covering her newly developed figure and as per usual a golden necklace with the embroidery of her house wrapped around her neck, that rested upon her neck between both of her color bones.
"Well how am I to learn if you do not teach me?" Teased Brandon smirking at her, as he grew older he had become more flirtatious with her, taking every opportunity possible to flirt with the beautiful girl.
Daleyza smiled widened on her face, dimples appearing on either sides of her cheeks at his words, shaking her head slightly, her attention soon drifting away from the Stark boy to the the ash haired boy who had now appeared behind behind him.
"Jojen" she greeted, "Daleyza" greeted back Jojen softly, he had never met the girl before his shared dreams with Brandon Stark, but the mysteriously beautiful girl always seemed to find her way there.
At the sound of Jojen's voice Bran turned around to face the ash haired boy who he traveled with, a look of annoyance being more than obviously displayed on his face.
The Reed boy was well aware of Daleyza beauty, but weren't all of Valyrian blood? "I've told you already, you can't kill the raven, because you are the raven" stated the older boy, as he made his way over to Daleyza his hands behind his back as he strutted past Bran to her.
"My lady" he said taking her hand in his, giving her hand a soft kiss, as he towered over her, his actions resulting in a small laugh from Daleyza.
At their interaction Bran rolled his eyes, he knew Jojen was trying to get on his nerves and he was succeeding, as he felt jealousy consume him.
"That's what you say every time but you never explain to me what it means" said Brandon with a very fustrated and annoyed sigh, "there is nothing to be explained my dear Bran, our sweet Jojen speaks the truth you are to be the three eyed raven" said Daleyza.
The young Satyen girl gently removed her hands from Jojen's offering the older boy a smile before gracefully walking over to where the Stark boy stood, the Reed boy's gaze never leaving the dark haired beauty's figure.
Daleyza stood in front of Bran staring up at the boy, she was in all honesty proud of how he had grown from the time they were young children, as she herself no longer stood at the same hight as him, and the feminine parte of her loved having to look up to Bran.
Bran simply stared at Daleyza mesmerized as she reached up, her soft yet cold hand making contact with his reddened and warm cheeks, "the raven olny wished to guide you to where you must go Bran, you must follow the raven to find what you seek, Jojen and I are only here to help you" said Daleyza her thumb caressing his warmed cheeks.
There was then a brief moment of silence, her intense lilac eyes stared into his dark brown ones, Daleyza smiled once again before speaking, "until we meet again my sweet boys" she said, stepping on the tips of her toes to gift Bran a kiss on the cheek before walking away, leaving an incredibly flustered Stark boy standing dumbfounded.
A loud high pitched whistle could be heard from the skies causing the two boys to look up, searching for source of the sound only to be met with the sight of a red scaled dragon that shadowed the skies with her large wings, the dragon being nearly as big as Winterfell itself.
The red slender dragon landed nearby, causing Daleyza to quickly run over to her greeting the majestic creature with a hug on the snout, the dragon looked more than excited to see her rider before she mounted her, commanding her to fly.
Brandon Stark blinked his eyes open as he was met with the sight of the bright sunlight of the dawn.
The dark haired boy let out a groan as he tried to sit himself up against the tree behind him, watching as Osha and Hordor sat down with a couple of rabbits they had caught, his little brother Rickon staying close to Osha as the wildling girl was particularly protective of the youngest lord of Winterfell around people she did not trust.
"Good morrow little lord" said Osha as she began making a fire, "Good morrow Bran" repeated Rickon gazing to his brother with a playful smile, Osha didn't even bother to look at him as she proceeded to put the fire wood together.
Brandon simply stared at her actions, his mind entirely on his dream, or better said the kiss he had received, the young lord's attention was soon stolen by the Reed sibling who had also began to wake up, Meera quickly stood up greeting everyone before going off into the wood probably to take care of her needs, as Jojen simply stretched out lazily, his sleepy gaze then meeting Bran's intense one.
"Good morrow Bran" said Jojen cheekily, as he began to stand up getting his things together, "I need you to stop doing that" said Bran out harshly, causing Jojen to pause and Osha and Rickon to look over at them.
Jojen simple resumes picking up his sister's sleeping things, before he stood up once again his gaze falling onto Bran, "stop what?" he had the audacity to ask, "stop getting into my head, getting into my dreams, stop it" demanded Bran.
"I can't prevent it Bran, and besides you only want me out of your dreams so you can be alone with Daleyza" said Jojen cocking his head suggestively.
"You don't even know anything other than her name" said Bran, "you have no right to be so touchy with her, you and I can see she is from a good house by just looking at her, do not dishonor her Jojen" sneered Bran pure jealousy dripping from his words.
Jojen simply smiled teasingly at the realization that his actions had truly affected his friend, "alright then Bran, if you know so much about her, tell me why is she in your dreams? every single one of them she's there, tell me why" challenged the Reed boy.
Bran simply scoffed at his words, causing Jojen to chuckle, "I might not know exactly why, but I have every right to think it's because she's like us" spoke Bran. Jojen shook his head "she's so much more than us Bran, you and I both know that, for the Gods sake she has a Dragon Brandon, for all we know she is the spitting imagine of a Targaryen, she might not even be of our time being" said Jojen as he walked over to Bran seating himself next to him setting the bag with his and his sister's now collected thing next to him.
Bran shook his head denying Jojen's words as he stared out at the woods ignoring Jojen's gaze, "she is no Targaryen" stated Brandon, Jojen frowned at his words, "did she tell you that?" Asked the ash haired boy curiously.
"No, she did not I may be crippled but I am not blind and I know my houses, the Targaryens where known for their pale skin, Daleyza does not poses pale skin. The only other houses of Westeros to poses Valyrian blood were the Velaryons and the Stayens, the velaryons are gone, whipped out by the baratheons, the last living house that possesses blood of old valyria are the satyens, the only house that still has dragons, I though you were smarter than that Jojen, besides she wears a necklace of a turtle that was more than sufficient to give it away, and the Satyen sibling still resigne at Satyen island, and it so happens to be that the neice of the queen Cersei is named Delayza" explained Bran leaving Jojen questioning his observation, it was quite obvious Bryan had taken his infatuations with the Valyrian beauty seriously.
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WARNINGS! mature themes, possible grammar mistakes, trigger warnings!
AUTHOR’S NOTE: prologue and graphic are out already sorry that this chapter took so long to be posted it was stored in my drafts for a while but I’ve been far too lazy this summer to edit it, I hope you enjoy! and considering this is a fanfic some timelines aren’t gonna be the same, have a good day or night, please comment, like and repost if you enjoyed reading!
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