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✩ Alys Rivers' vision ✩

— Who told you where to find me?

Brynden Rivers

“Being riderless, Syrax could have easily flown out of the city, but chose to rush towards the Dragon'pit, where the battle was still going on - probably attracted by the noise, the roar of dying kin and the smell of burning flesh.

Instead of pouring fire down on the crowd from above, Syrax lowered herself to the ground and began tearing people with her teeth and claws and was killed.”

The moon ran with him, slipping through a tangle of bare branches overhead, across the starry sky. “Snow,” the moon murmured.

— Jon Snow, "A Storm Of Swords"

Off in the distance, a wolf howled. The sound made her feel sad and lonely

Elia Martell