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Morning had broken much the same as it always had on the island. Arthur had risen early, before the bright sun could grow too hot, had pressed a kiss to Lyanna's forehead, lips, shoulder in farewell, and had readied the horses for their daily ride ( Read more... ) -
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The wedding celebrations had drawn on through the afternoon into the early evening, but by the time Lyanna had extricated herself from the revelry of the event, the sun had just disappeared entirely from the rapidly darkening sky. Arthur found himself loathe to depart as well, a fact which surprised himself but on which he did not waste too much ( Read more... ) -
Homplot, Part 2
Arthur led the way down the halls and stairs to the main hall, his head ducked down in thought as they walked. "They're... together," he said, experimentally, the end of the sentence lifting up as in a question to Lyanna. The concept was not foreign to him, far from it, and although Arthur did not think he would ever participate in such acts ( Read more... ) -
Homeplot, Part 1
It was not often that Arthur required the warmth of his blankets during the night. More often than not they were piled under him, making the floor of his shelter softer, and rarely ever to cover himself. But that night it had been cold, much colder than he had felt the island since the inexplicable snap of winter those months passed ( Read more... ) -
Homeplot
General Outline of Homeplot ( Read more... ) -
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Lyanna did not need pull very hard nor very long. One simple tug and Arthur was at her side, their hands still clasped to each other, as they headed towards the main path, and then to the branching path that would lead to Arthur's hut, now so quiet in Galahad and Jaime's absence. He did not lead her, nor did he follow her, but kept pace side by ( Read more... ) -
don't cry emo knight
[ Writing Workshop 6. Choose one of your characters, then write a scene or multiple scenes in which that character interacts with you, the player. ]He's smiling ( Read more... ) -
Finally, a man worth killing ...
"Arthur."
It was like a prayer. A whispered invocation full of awe and deference. Arthur answered him with his blade in his chest.
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