Melody

I am honestly trying to think of a DOWNSIDE to Copyright, OP, and I'm drawing a blank.

A potential downside of copyright is that it can limit access to the creative work. In recent work, this looks like a television show being exclusive to a particular streaming platform or television network. In older work, this can look like a streaming platform pulling the creative work from the platform entirely but also refusing to make it legally available in any other way, effectively making it impossible to watch legally. In video games this can be a refusal to update a computer game to a newer operating system and so make it physically impossible to play an older file on a newer machine. In addition, they may use defense of their copyright as a reason to actively block people who are willing to make and distribute the older file work on newer computers - despite the fact that they have no interest in doing this themselves and will not lose money (since no one will buy a game that will not run, even if that's an option still available). Another potential limitation is over who can release what copyrighted material in which territories. Often licenses for media are granted on a region basis, which results in Netflix in one region having an entirely different library to another region. Or media is licensed to a platform that simply doesn't exist in some regions (I have personally run into shows that I would like to watch being only available on Hulu...which does not exist in my region).

So the only legitimate issue I can see with copyright is access/archival issues. There's been studies into how many video games are actually impossible to play on modern machines. I'm sure some cinephiles will have stats on how many lost films there are that are similarly inaccessible due to physical media being destroyed and/or hardware to play that media all being defunct or vanishingly rare. And I know librarians have been shouting from the rooftops about the difficulty of preserving books in a way that people can access that won't be defunct as digital technology marches on.

Which is not exactly a copyright issue, I realise, but it has some links to it.

PICTURES TO BURN

In which, Rory Mayfield finds herself in the world of Supernatural instead of her own.

Additionally, things only go further sideways once she meets two plaid wearing knuckleheads traveling in an old Impala...

Extended summary:

FEELING SO THE LOSS, she cannot but ever weep the mother.

Shoulders slumped under the weight of Death's hand, sixteen-year-old Rory could feel the waters at her feet, ready to pull her under. Expect a change of fate saves her, a happenstance thrusts her to her father, and she finds herself in the Supernatural world instead of her own.

Here, all the monsters under the bed are real – or at least could be. Behind every curtain is a devil in disguise, demons, vampires, ghosts, werewolves, wendigos and God knows what else. At every corner stands a risk, every snap of a twig could be the very difference between life and death. With dozens of monsters out in the wild and constantly preying for victims wherever they go, it's safe to say all hunters has their hands full at night. The life as a hunter is indeed time consuming and incredibly dangerous. Dean Winchester knows it's a bad idea to let her in, but he does so anyway. Rory Mayfield knows it's a bad idea to stick around, yet she stays. It's a bad idea. They know it. The thought and realization of it all repeatedly sinks into their bones, settles like a beast below, a monster molded in their marrow that they cannot unravel and eliminate.

This is a bad idea. They know it. But what other choice do they have? Rory's life in a completely different world was long gone, her mother was dead, and he was all she had left.

Dean might not know the first thing about how to be a stable father, but if there was one thing he did know, it was how to be there for someone who needed him. He is not going fail her, not if he has any say on the matter.

But shouldn't he know by now?

With him around, she can never, ever, truly be safe.

In the end, if he stays around, the only thing left of her could very well be nothing more than pictures to burn.

"With the sins of the sun and the sadness in the sky, you shall wonder why the universe never loved you back."

— In a world overrun by the corrupt and mad, driven by lust, greed, egoism, desire and obsessionalism, having a sweet and innocent nature always ends with death. Being honorable and having a strong moral compass is viewed as something ethereal one can only dream of.

That being said, her chances were slim. But she wasn't going to let that stop her.

It was winning or dying.

And Fiyona Mormont was not ready to die.

SCROLL DOWN FOR MORE…

HOUSE MORMONT of Bear Island is a vassal House which holds fealty to House Stark of Winterfell, to the Warden of the North. They had always been a small House – it was no secret. But somehow, that alone just made them even prouder.

It didn't matter how many overlooked the island's inhabitants and failed to see the whole picture. For even if most didn't fully realize it, House Mormont was fearsome enemies but also excellent allies. Even if they indeed are a very small house.

Their ancestral home of Bear Island is an island far to the northwest of Winterfell, its location and densely forested areas with a large bear population the main reasons to why it's the home to mostly woodsmen, crofters and fisherfolk. Despite that, Bear Island was one of the places within the Seven Kingdoms known for their skilled warriors. Known for how impeccable they were at sword fighting.

Not only that, but Bear Island was also one of the few subcultures within Westeros with an tradition of female fighters. You see, over the age of time, there had always been dangers of imminent attack from ironborn raiding ships while the men were out at sea which eventually led to the women of Bear Island being expected to defend their homes from attacks. Sometimes it even was attacks from wildings who avoided the wall completely by using boats to cross the bay from the Frozen Shore.

Thus people who hail from Bear Island are mostly strong, hardy, loyal and deep down compassionate and kindhearted. When they know what needs to be done, they don't hesitate to take action.

Fiyona Mormont was no exception. The young she-bear was taught to be a warrior from an early age, and she had always known the true horrors of the world, known about the monsters hiding in the shadows since the early stages of her youth.

Fiyona was no stranger to death either, for she had watched the life leave disappear from the animals which she hunted, even watched the life slip away from her father's eyes. It was horrible, but she knew it was a part of the harsh world she lived in.

Nothing could ever change it. It was the way it was, the way it always had been and always would remain.

What Fiyona was a stranger to, however, was love. Not the kind of love you receive from your mother, a sibling or a dear friend. No, Fiyona was a stranger to the kind of ethereal love which exists between two souls. Between two hearts which ignites in such a heated flame whenever they're near one another.

Not even in her life as Mia Nordin had she ever experienced it... not that she remembered that life...yet.

As the Seven Kingdoms seemed to hold its breath while preparing itself for yet another war, completely amid the world where greed and power reign supreme, Fiyona's life collides with a another's...under arranged circumstances.

Thus began the story of Fiyona Mormont and Robb Stark. Two young humans who would change the course of the game itself.

The future Warden of the North and the former heiress of Bear Island.

The Young Wolf and the She-Wolf.

The King and Queen in the North.

As brave as the dusk & as fierce as the storm.

Fiyona Mormont's tale is filled with broken pieces, terrible choices, betrayals and ugly truths. In spite of those parts indeed being heavy and literally true, they are nevertheless misleading. For the tale is also filled with happiness, heroism, love, humanity, kindness and peace in her soul.

It's an entangled tale in which a black bear is forced to run with the wolves only discover she was one of them all along.

A tale of the wild wolves and the black bear.

PICTURES TO BURN

In which, Rory Mayfield finds herself in the world of Supernatural instead of her own.

Additionally, things only go further sideways once she meets two plaid wearing knuckleheads traveling in an old Impala...

Extended summary:

FEELING SO THE LOSS, she cannot but ever weep the mother.

Shoulders slumped under the weight of Death's hand, sixteen-year-old Rory could feel the waters at her feet, ready to pull her under. Expect a change of fate saves her, a happenstance thrusts her to her father, and she finds herself in the Supernatural world instead of her own.

Here, all the monsters under the bed are real – or at least could be. Behind every curtain is a devil in disguise, demons, vampires, ghosts, werewolves, wendigos and God knows what else. At every corner stands a risk, every snap of a twig could be the very difference between life and death. With dozens of monsters out in the wild and constantly preying for victims wherever they go, it's safe to say all hunters has their hands full at night. The life as a hunter is indeed time consuming and incredibly dangerous. Dean Winchester knows it's a bad idea to let her in, but he does so anyway. Rory Mayfield knows it's a bad idea to stick around, yet she stays. It's a bad idea. They know it. The thought and realization of it all repeatedly sinks into their bones, settles like a beast below, a monster molded in their marrow that they cannot unravel and eliminate.

This is a bad idea. They know it. But what other choice do they have? Rory's life in a completely different world was long gone, her mother was dead, and he was all she had left.

Dean might not know the first thing about how to be a stable father, but if there was one thing he did know, it was how to be there for someone who needed him. He is not going fail her, not if he has any say on the matter.

But shouldn't he know by now?

With him around, she can never, ever, truly be safe.

In the end, if he stays around, the only thing left of her could very well be nothing more than pictures to burn.

Because I still HATE IT

It doesn't fit. Also I feel like it's a joke, besides the mailbox in Negans extra episode (which could just be a house they found and chose to stay in) the only other thing I've found is a question kirkman got at a con and it reads like he's joking.

"With the sins of the sun and the sadness in the sky, you shall wonder why the universe never loved you back."

— In a world overrun by the corrupt and mad, driven by lust, greed, egoism, desire and obsessionalism, having a sweet and innocent nature always ends with death. Being honorable and having a strong moral compass is viewed as something ethereal one can only dream of.

That being said, her chances were slim. But she wasn't going to let that stop her.

It was winning or dying.

And Fiyona Mormont was not ready to die.

SCROLL DOWN FOR MORE…

HOUSE MORMONT of Bear Island is a vassal House which holds fealty to House Stark of Winterfell, to the Warden of the North. They had always been a small House – it was no secret. But somehow, that alone just made them even prouder.

It didn't matter how many overlooked the island's inhabitants and failed to see the whole picture. For even if most didn't fully realize it, House Mormont was fearsome enemies but also excellent allies. Even if they indeed are a very small house.

Their ancestral home of Bear Island is an island far to the northwest of Winterfell, its location and densely forested areas with a large bear population the main reasons to why it's the home to mostly woodsmen, crofters and fisherfolk. Despite that, Bear Island was one of the places within the Seven Kingdoms known for their skilled warriors. Known for how impeccable they were at sword fighting.

Not only that, but Bear Island was also one of the few subcultures within Westeros with an tradition of female fighters. You see, over the age of time, there had always been dangers of imminent attack from ironborn raiding ships while the men were out at sea which eventually led to the women of Bear Island being expected to defend their homes from attacks. Sometimes it even was attacks from wildings who avoided the wall completely by using boats to cross the bay from the Frozen Shore.

Thus people who hail from Bear Island are mostly strong, hardy, loyal and deep down compassionate and kindhearted. When they know what needs to be done, they don't hesitate to take action.

Fiyona Mormont was no exception. The young she-bear was taught to be a warrior from an early age, and she had always known the true horrors of the world, known about the monsters hiding in the shadows since the early stages of her youth.

Fiyona was no stranger to death either, for she had watched the life leave disappear from the animals which she hunted, even watched the life slip away from her father's eyes. It was horrible, but she knew it was a part of the harsh world she lived in.

Nothing could ever change it. It was the way it was, the way it always had been and always would remain.

What Fiyona was a stranger to, however, was love. Not the kind of love you receive from your mother, a sibling or a dear friend. No, Fiyona was a stranger to the kind of ethereal love which exists between two souls. Between two hearts which ignites in such a heated flame whenever they're near one another.

Not even in her life as Mia Nordin had she ever experienced it... not that she remembered that life...yet.

As the Seven Kingdoms seemed to hold its breath while preparing itself for yet another war, completely amid the world where greed and power reign supreme, Fiyona's life collides with a another's...under arranged circumstances.

Thus began the story of Fiyona Mormont and Robb Stark. Two young humans who would change the course of the game itself.

The future Warden of the North and the former heiress of Bear Island.

The Young Wolf and the She-Wolf.

The King and Queen in the North.

As brave as the dusk & as fierce as the storm.

Fiyona Mormont's tale is filled with broken pieces, terrible choices, betrayals and ugly truths. In spite of those parts indeed being heavy and literally true, they are nevertheless misleading. For the tale is also filled with happiness, heroism, love, humanity, kindness and peace in her soul.

It's an entangled tale in which a black bear is forced to run with the wolves only discover she was one of them all along.

A tale of the wild wolves and the black bear.

PICTURES TO BURN

In which, Rory Mayfield finds herself in the world of Supernatural instead of her own.

Additionally, things only go further sideways once she meets two plaid wearing knuckleheads traveling in an old Impala...

Extended summary:

FEELING SO THE LOSS, she cannot but ever weep the mother.

Shoulders slumped under the weight of Death's hand, sixteen-year-old Rory could feel the waters at her feet, ready to pull her under. Expect a change of fate saves her, a happenstance thrusts her to her father, and she finds herself in the Supernatural world instead of her own.

Here, all the monsters under the bed are real – or at least could be. Behind every curtain is a devil in disguise, demons, vampires, ghosts, werewolves, wendigos and God knows what else. At every corner stands a risk, every snap of a twig could be the very difference between life and death. With dozens of monsters out in the wild and constantly preying for victims wherever they go, it's safe to say all hunters has their hands full at night. The life as a hunter is indeed time consuming and incredibly dangerous. Dean Winchester knows it's a bad idea to let her in, but he does so anyway. Rory Mayfield knows it's a bad idea to stick around, yet she stays. It's a bad idea. They know it. The thought and realization of it all repeatedly sinks into their bones, settles like a beast below, a monster molded in their marrow that they cannot unravel and eliminate.

This is a bad idea. They know it. But what other choice do they have? Rory's life in a completely different world was long gone, her mother was dead, and he was all she had left.

Dean might not know the first thing about how to be a stable father, but if there was one thing he did know, it was how to be there for someone who needed him. He is not going fail her, not if he has any say on the matter.

But shouldn't he know by now?

With him around, she can never, ever, truly be safe.

In the end, if he stays around, the only thing left of her could very well be nothing more than pictures to burn.