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tell the wytch beneath the tree
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𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐔 :
(f) pearl water
what secrets do you wish to see ?
tell the wytch beneath the tree
✒️ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ ✒️
Chapter VIII is up! https://archiveofourown.org/works/19857121/chapters/48951173
This is a poster for the prologue of my Game of Thrones fanfic “Defying Demons”.
Defying Demons follows the story of my OC, Hazelyn Bolton. Here’s the summary.
Hazelyn Bolton just wants to escape the demons of her family’s legacy. But on her journey to find freedom, a chance meeting with the heir to Winterfell puts her on a path she never could have imagined. Robb and the Starks might be the key to a happy future, but when deceit, war, and old demons threaten it, will love, courage, and family be enough to hold them together?
You can read the story here:
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11072701/1/Defying-Demons
I’ve decided to challenge myself and to do an aesthetic for every one of the chapters I’ve written so far! One down, 27 to go!
Ch.3 Claws and Antlers
She did feel bad for the Stark girl, but such was the way of the world for the women living in it. They were just bargaining tools, some more valuable than others, sold for armies, used as seals for feeble treaties and as broodmares to ensure the potency of a bloodline. In this world, all one could do was stand idly by, thanking the Gods it was not them that their wrath was directed upon.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13308867/4/No-Rest-for-the-Wicked
“You would do well to stop asking so many questions, little fawn, lest you find yourself in the middle of a wild storm.” For a second Esmae just looked at him, confused and scared at the same time, before a ghost of a smile appeared on her face, “I am a Baratheon. Durran the Storm King withstood the Gods’ rage,” Esmae told him, “I can take on a little tempest.”
Robb Stark x Esmae Baratheon
(со страницы https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HHyi4dhYoyE)