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( underfoot ) ([personal profile] wolfchild) wrote in [community profile] epidemiology 2017-09-03 03:41 am (UTC)

DAMIAN.

[ it's snowing.

the wind blows cold through the dark trees. firs and sentinels stand silent watch. through the trees she can see the glistening twists of the trident. the waters are the same green she remembers, though now the muddy banks and the reeds begin to crust over in ice. in the distance, smoke twists a black column into the sky, but the battle is far away for once. it's only the river, the trees, the red mud and her.

all the while snow continues to fall on the riverlands.

she spent so long trying to navigate this land. first, to reach the river. then, hoping to catch up to her mother. she hadn't known what to expect when she stepped on the pad. this recreation…it's unnerving. it's wrong. she hated so much of her time here, but the tears carve down her face and arya cannot stop them.

a wolf's howling rips her head up. a warning. she discerns movement behind her and hurriedly wipes at her face.

zokla whirls around.

the boy is around her age, in clothes like hers. but where her coat is purple, his is black. still, she can call to mind the symbol he'll be wearing. it'll be the same as the one worn now on her back.
]

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