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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

The Immortals

By Honorificabilitudinitatibus

Chapter 1: The Hunted

Unwillingly thrust into a realm full of beauty and danger, filled with beings who aren't supposed to exist, Sansa is exhausted, terrified, and desperate to return home. But with the secret of her heritage- heritage she hadn't even known about- revealed, these immortals aren't about to let her leave. Not when she holds something they want. Something valuable. Something in her very blood.

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“Can’t we get the police involved?” Bran pleaded. “Get someone else to help find her?”

“I wish we could.” She told him, reaching out to squeeze his brother’s hand.

“Well why the hell can’t we?” Rickon snarled, his fists clenched so tight around his mug that Robb was amazed the cheap ceramic hadn’t shattered yet.

“Because, right now, Sansa isn’t in this world.” Brienne wearily admitted.

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That moment when you see a weather report in Fahrenheit and you have no idea what it means.

Damn you Celsius!!!

[inlieuofcoffeedates-blog]

I think the trippiest thing about teaching in a city is that there are enough people that I see future versions of my students all the time.

You know how some people just have that kind of face that's pretty common? It's the same thing, although now that everyone is Turkish it's a whole new set of faces.