Winter, thy enemy, thy friend - Part 2

[ladytp]

Actually, Sandor could count the times. Two times in King’s Landing; first when he had rescued her from the mob and she had clung to him, clutching his bare neck so desperately that her nails had made him bleed. The second time, when she had touched his face on the night of the green fire. The third time had been when he had sneaked into the Gates

Comments

[dealbreaker19]

Ladytp, you've done it again. You have made me fall completely in love with one of your stories. While reading this story, I became so thoroughly engrossed it felt as if I was watching the cabin and story unfold before my eyes. Your writing transported me so completely. I cannot wait for more!

[ladytp]

Oh that is such a sweet thing to say, thank you so much!!!

I wanted to try something slightly different (again..I seem to be wanting to try different things in my writing, still learning, testing...); that being little snippets taking the story along in little flashes rather than in the form of a continuous, flowing narrative.

I have to admit that I love the prompt, although initially I was a bit hesitant. I love it so much that I could have seen myself also writing a more 'traditional' logical story flow - yet on one hand I felt that this form might fit this better...

I hope the rest of the story doesn't disappoint...

[starbird1]

Just the idea of Sandor playing the game of "if I were a tree, what kind of tree would I be?" amuses me to no end. :-) And I have to agree with DB19, this has drawn me in. They're so isolated and everything is so internal that this piece comes across as extremely quiet, which, of course, is how their snow-bound cabin would be. Sandor needs to come back *right now* so they can figure out how much they've missed each other. :-)

[ladytp]

Ha-ha, I know that it might have been stretching the limits of believability! But indeed, their whole life there, in such isolation, no certainty about the future, sheltered and separated from their previous 'normal' life, tends to allow some strange dream-like qualities I felt I could play with - even if it is imagining being a tree!

And yup, Sandor's trip for provisions is a turning point...for Sansa at least, and let's be honest, she is the one setting the pace her, ain't she?

[irismoongarden]

omg, you are leaving me with a cliffhanger. lol. I love love love it :)

[ladytp]

Thrilled to hear it - this is, after all, custom-made for you...(although I am taking liberties with details)!

And yes, there needed to be something drastic like this forcing things ahead, making Sansa to realise some home truths. More to follow soon...
:-)

[ladytp]

Thank you!!! This is indeed a bit quieter, introspective tale... there will be some action too, but the focus is in quick glances into subtle signs of their changing relationship...

And you are right; at the Quiet Isle Sandor had to reflect only on himself and his actions, but here he has also Sansa to take into consideration! So more work for him...

[wolfgirl31]

This is marvellous! I love how quiet and reflective this story is ♥
Can't wait for more :)

[ladytp]

Thank you love! I am glad that you like this new format that I wanted to try.
Although it seems to be more difficult to maintain it when things start to get interesting between them... *shrugs shoulders* But I try!