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The letter is short, a bare handful of words that burrow beneath her skin like slivers. She reads them over and over until they are carved into her heart, red as weirwood sap. Red as blood.

Daenerys is dead. The North is free, and yours, as it should be. Take care of our family.

OUR HANDS ARE COLD, THE MOON SETS LOW ↳ a post-s8 fix it fic | by @redbelles

The letter is short, a bare handful of words that burrow beneath her skin like slivers. She reads them over and over until they are carved into her heart, red as weirwood sap. Red as blood.

Daenerys is dead. The North is free, and yours, as it should be. Take care of our family.

He would not think of her. He must not, and yet, he could not stop. Everything reminded him of her. A song at the campfire, a raven, black like her dress, the sky on the clearest day, sometimes the flash of red in the corner of his eye, and he’d turn and find Tormund looking at him with a peculiar expression. He tried so hard to forget and his efforts were flailing in depthless water, sinking him ever deeper into his madness.

This is for the classic Jonsa fic Goodbye Means Going Away (And Going Away Means Forgetting) by the marvellous writer @vixleonard

It’s one of the first Jonsa fics I read and an all time favourite of mine.

 "Father scoops him up, contains him with strong arms as Rickon shouts and rages, while Mother cries into her hands and Maester Sam comes with a dram.

 The last thing he sees before falling asleep are his parents’ faces.“

I imagine this is moments before he drifts off, warm and safe in Jons solid embrace.

Manip made by me.

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Sansa is a witch that uses dark magic and possesses the element of fire. She has her eyes set on revenge against the Night King for deceiving and killing her coven. The Night King plans to start a war between the mortals and the witches, while his army of the dead grows stronger in numbers. 

Jon is a mortal and soon to be the King of the Seven Kingdoms. But, before he could take the throne, his men betrayed him and left him to die in the forest. Upon hearing of Jon’s death, his uncle ascended the throne and commanded the Night’s Watch to hunt down the remaining witches. 

Traveling in darkness, Sansa comes across Jon’s body and resurrects him. She makes him form a blood pact, offering her assistance in taking back his throne in exchange for his loyalty to her and helping her kill the Night King. With war brewing in the kingdom, they better make their move, before it’s too late. Secrets will be revealed, relationships will be tested, and love will blossom. 

JON SNOW & SANSA STARK